I suppose I should write. Sarah and I were at Mom and Dad's house for about a week. The internet there, as I have complained before, is glacially slow. I used that as an excuse not to write. As it turns out, Christmas was Christmas, as always.We came home for two days to check on the cats (they missed us, I could tell from all the poop no one cleaned up for them). In the morning, we're heading back up to see Mom and Dad for another couple of days. I'll probably use that as an excuse not to write any more, but you never know...

It is finished.

And by finished, I mean all the papers are written, exams are taken, and projects are completed. At least, they are until next semester starts in about two weeks.

The snow fell on its own. Someone plowed the driveway, shoveled the walk, and plowed the road. Someone else fed the cats, cleaned the litterbox, and cleaned the bathroom. All these things got done without my intervention.

As it turns out, my papers are not written unless I directly intervene. It's 2:47 AM, and I'll be done with paper 2 at some point in the next few hours.

P.S. Update as of 6:51 AM: finished the paper; found out in snowed 10.5 inches here in town (apparently, our county got hit the hardest), with drifts over 2 feet; Sarah had another snow day (that makes three so far--incredible).

Does anyone else feel like they want to throw up?

(I doubt it has anything to do with the bag of chips I ate for dinner)

Paper 1: done
Exam 1 (Fri, 1 PM): not done
Paper 2 (due Mon, 10 AM): not done
Exam 2 (due Thurs, 12 PM): not done

It's all downhill from here.