Still alive, but barely, due to apparent mental reaction to restarting work on --well, everything, after weekend of non-academia. Thought I might get some work done while sister and Simon were both visiting, but that was a ludicrous imagining. Feeling too busy to begin sentences with anything but verbs, apparently.

Thank goodness I finally got to see Simon. Was becoming positively neurotic after a freakin' month of long-distance relationship, and am unfortunately not exaggerating when I say I was about to have an emotional breakdown if I didn't get to see him soon. Now it will be yet another two weeks before we see each other again, but both our travel schedules will cease and desist come September.

Must remind self (à la entry in Frinkenstein) that I am living my dream!

Now, must go back home and work more.

The sucky thing is, I can't prepare for teaching my new class in the detailed, organized, and fun way that I would have if I didn't also have thesis and quals/comps paper due the day before class begins.

Oxford commas rule!