  this has been one of the most non-productive weekends in my life. i was planning to get so much done, yet i've managed almost nothing -- except i finished sorting through records on trauma & typing that bibliography for DMC. unfortunately, i exceeded my alotted hours for last week, but sometimes i just have to work when i'm motivated or nothing gets done. my social schedule next week is insane; most of it's fun, but there will be a serious lack of quiet time.
in addition to being busy with social stuff every night between tuesday and next sunday, i'm also trying to find an apartment: the sweet deal i though i had fell through when Bo's sister decided not to move. now i'm grumbly & trying to decide if it's really worth the trouble to move. 
