a week from hell (not really)

this week was probably the most stressful week of grad school i've had... so far. a major lit review was due the same day that we had a major exam on everything we've learned. i'm still tired just thinking about it. that may have to due with having an average of three and half hours of sleep per evening along with constantly stressing out while dealing with wisdom teeth migraines.

and it's not done, either. i have until tonight to finish a proposal for what i plan to write my thesis on come next spring. ...

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and i have no idea what that is. i have a feeling no one else does, either, because my entire cohort was written the same, "why hasn't anybody turned the proposal in?" email from the head of the department. if we go down - we go down together!!!

speaking of "going down," the plumber came and fixed our shower!!! i haven't been in there since... monday? i can assure you that i smell terrific.

once i finish this paper, i'll be able to actually relax and maybe even get a FULL NIGHT'S REST. that sounds pretty exquisite. i think looking forward to "catching up on my sleep" officially qualifies me as an adult. is there some sort of badge i can collect? are their handshakes? is there a ceremony? or cards? "congratulations, michael, your body is wearing down on you!"



the only problem is that there's this artist i've been trying to catch for almost two years now and he's performing down the street from my apartment... in the words of q-bert:



the artist's name is jeremy jay and he's playing at cafe du nord tonight and im itching to go... if i can just keep my eyes open.

on the plus side, i'm fairly certain that the next two weeks will be incredible. in fact, one of my favorite jeremy tracks pretty much represents the way the next two weeks will feel like



sighhh

love and loyalty