At least there was lunch

So, today I hit the ground running, and stopped about 45 minutes ago.

Got up, had breakfast, went to work. Got out of work slightly early (thank goodness), went tearing off to the student center, bought a sandwich, inhaled same, went to the library, actually found several useful books, went tearing off to the computer lab, filled in another 5 glossary entries over the course of three hours, had two and a half hours of terminology class, came home, had a bowl of soup, did dishes, and am now starting to slow down.

Body tired. Brain too wired to slow down yet. Brain still has to remember to print translations tonight.

Tomorrow: have to get ahold of prof during morning office hours, do some more glossary entries, go to foreign language honor society induction, go to class immediately afterward, stay there until 7:00, come home, eat soup, swear (again) about lack of groceries in the house, and do readings for next week. Grocery shopping will probably happen after work on Thursday.

Sometimes I wish I had a roommate, if only to have somebody I could ask to make food happen when I'm too busy to do it myself.