  A wicked busy day - the return of students means the return of business to Campustown means the return of the insanity to work. Thank god for Ron, who came in early, stayed late, and made me a little more sane. I dread new student week, and hope I'll be gone by then.
Apparently there are folks that think I do nothing but blog. This is an untruth, and I will seek to debunk this myth in the next week or so. Coming soon, a FAQ about me. Ask your questions, and they will be answered. :) Feeling physically better but a little tired and quiet tonight. It's too bad our hearts and minds don't come with a pre-installed diagnostic program. I think human relationships would be easier that way.
"Oh, don't worry honey, I'm just a little low on xxxxx tonight. My levels should be back to normal if I eat this banana. " "Oh, so I'm feeling this way because I washed my hair the wrong way this morning. So that explains it. " But then I like the mystery too. I dunno. *sigh* This malaise comes with winter, and I just need to wait it out. 
