Yikes! Lots of someone-with-a-key~ma, Raq.
I passed my foreign language exam today. (Well, I don't know for sure yet that I passed, but it was ridiculously easy, and a friend of mine who never actually studied French passed it, and I've had seven and a half years of French in school, so I'm assuming I passed it.) This means I'm now officially a doctoral candidate. Only thing left is my thesis.
Eek.
Woo-freaking-hoo, Hil! That's wonderful. Congratulations.
Excuse me. The internet burped.
Whoot, Hil!
I was just thinking those thoughts.
Is that you in my brain? Don't trip in the fannish section, we're trying to renovate.
Don't trip in the fannish section, we're trying to renovate.
Watch out for that Impala in the middle of the aisle, and there's a little demon goo that hasn't been mopped up yet.
Maria, thank you so much! However, after a bit of strident discussion with the very useless after-hours maintenance folks, I'm headed to a nearby hotel.
Sigh. Nothing is ever smooth. I guess the plus side is that I'm still jet-lagged, so even tho it's oh dark hundred I am wide awake.
Hil, that's brilliant!
Poor Raq! I hope you get settled in soon, even if it's just for tonight.
Oh man, the one night I have insomnia and everyone else is peacefully asleep.
I'm up, but it qualifies as morning here.