it's friday and the time is drawing near when i am going to cut myself off from leigh hunt bind him up and give him away. i haven't told him this is coming, but i think he knows. they know somehow. the printer did what it always does right before the paper is due and had a temper tantrum. luckily it did it now rather than monday or sunday night. but, then again, there's nothing keeping it from doing it again. so we'll see. i insisted the laptop be turned off for a half hour last night (off off not on hibernate) because i'm pretty sure it hasn't been turned off in a least a month. i work on my paper jesse wakes up works on his i work on mine he works on his i work on mine i go to sleep he takes over until i wake up the next morning he goes to sleep and the process starts over again. our poor little laptop.

i will be home in less than a week. meaning several large tin boxes are going to carry me across the ocean stop off in a few cities and then home. i always have a bad feeling about flying i always think i shouldn't go because large tin boxes can only stay in the air for so long and one of these days they're just going to start dropping. and yet i always get on panicing and get off dazed. i hate flying.

anyway. i'm off to the department now. there's a room with all the old papers in it. a few of them i know are good because they belong to my professors. i need to check some formatting stuff.

-sarah