That says it all, doesn't it? Overworked, and the Februaries have taken hold. Makes me want to make cookies, but no time for that, alas.
In other news, I'm not allowed to write about which rapper got eliminated on The Show That Shall Not Be Named--J was at a concert at Yale and missed it and doesn't want to hear what happened until she can see it. But since I think J & I might be the only ones in this crowd watching the show I'm sure that's not much of a hardship to the rest of ye!
Off to finish reading Language Shift, and then I must write a paper about it. Maybe I'll talk about how I learned to say "thanks a million" and "grand."