There was a request for information about how I am doing. Well, here is your morning/afternoon/whatever-time-of-day-it-is-right-now-as-you-
I can't wait to get back to school. Being at home completely throws me off of my routine. When I come home, I sail into port, a port which has lots of reefs and rocks and a very dim lighthouse keeper, resulting in my time being sacraficed upon the reefs and rocks of distraction and such. (Translation: I have only read 100 pages of Brothers K. and don't have any actual drafts for my thesis, just multiple Word documents filled with my thoughts, which, when I get down to it, will be molded into a draft).
Christmas was nice. My brother is now "dating." I haven't gotten around to buying a flash for my camera.