[interim: life is dragging me via lasso through the dirt on my face]

...yeah.

I am eight days behind on this project...something I swore would not happen when I started. As it is, however, once you get behind by one day, then all of a sudden you are behind by four days, and it just goes downhill from there.

My life has been absolutely. godawful. insane. these past few weeks. This semester is my hardest yet, academically, even though I'm taking fewer credits than I was in the fall. (16 instead of 18.) I could barely stay on top of all the work during the normal part of the semester. ENTER FINALS! AND DANCE MIN PERFORMANCES! And you are dead. There is no hope for successful completion of everything that must be done.

So, I'm strugglin' a bit. I've sold my soul to dance rehearsals for at least two solid weeks, and as a result my schoolwork has had to fall by the wayside. Now, as I'm finally opening my books again, it's kind of smacking me in the face that, uh, we only have three more days of classes...? And I have three papers due on Tuesday that I am not close to done with yet...? Not to mention three other papers for two other classes...? And let's not even mention the fact that I have exams...?

Yeah.

My strategy thus far has been a combination of (a) working little by little on whatever I have time for, hopefully making continual progress along the way, and (b) fully denying the amount of work I have to get done. It's working really well. Meaning, I'm screwed. Fully and royally screwed.

Anyway, the point of this post is to say that I apologize to my loyal readers for not catching up with this blog. It has, quite simply, been entirely impossible. But now that my performances are over, I intend to catch up over the next few days. Writing posts for this blog is an excellent form of procrastination, so, I assure you, it will happen.

In the mean time, here's hoping I survive the last week and a half of this semester, and come out the other end with (a) smashing good grades (ha) (hahaha) (sob), (b) enough friend-love in my heart to warm me all the way to Oxford in the fall, and (c) having had enough fun so that finals don't take over my soul and kill me. (I'm already accomplishing this. Two dance performances, Daughter concert, and biking to the beach all in one weekend? Can I stay in this fairyland forever?!)

Here's hoping.

And then comes summer.

Just kidding! Summer isn't coming this year! Nope! Haha! Neverrrr!