Newspaper nominations were due today. The Crimson sent off eight candidates for awards today. Some of them will do very well, I suspect. We’ll find out in a few months.
So that was part of the day. And my fingers are covered in newsprint. If a police officer stopped me today he would suspect I escaped during booking. And he could fingerprint me with ease.
Had a few meetings today. Handed off my grades. Investigated a camera repair issue. And now I’m down to the Big Database Project at the end of the semester.
It is a great feeling. At the end of the night I just sat and enjoyed it for a few minutes. I have an official end of semester song, which I picked up a year or so back. When it is all done, I turn to Van Morrison.
It must work, the nerves can step down from DefCon 3. The shoulders relax just a bit. I almost nodded off listening to that.
Also, it is still ridiculously cold.
Brian and Elizabeth joined me for lunch at Moe’s Barbecue. I’m beginning to like that place. And I discovered last weekend we’ll soon be getting one close to home. They can’t open soon enough.
They don’t have pie, but many will be pleased to learn that they offer banana pudding.
More tomorrow, of something.
