Hallelu*THUD*

I just e-mailed the first draft of my prospectus to my advisor. I'm not really all that proud of it, and I cringe at what he's going to have to send back to me; but just having it OUT THERE is an enormous relief, even if there's a lot of work left to go (and even if I wanted to be at this point in mid-April).

Now the question that remains is: Do I even bother going to bed for an hour? I think that I do. Not because I will feel any better in the morning for it, but because I will be less miserable asleep than awake in the short term.

FREE TO GOOD HOME

One silver Somali feline.

Sweet, loving, always wants to play.

Wakes owner at 6:45 a.m. after they have had less than two hours of sleep.




...I'm kidding, of course. Casper is mine and you cannot have him.

However, tonight I may have to BAKE HIM INTO A PIE.

Educational.

Maybe Peep Research is only this funny when you're as exhausted as I am right now.