did it

I literally did it. I finished it all. Last week, in an attempt to wrap my brain around the massive load that was before me, I made a large to do list of everything I needed to do before leaving on a jet plane tomorrow. The list was looming and large, but IT'S DONE.  The impossible became possible. I didn't think I'd be able to finish it all, but every last piece of homework has been crossed off the list. I wish I could enjoy the awesome sense of accomplishment and relief, but alas I'm running three hours of sleep and still have 6 1/2 more hours until I can have a break and call the day done. Who knows if I'll make it. Each minute that goes by I count as a victory. My head is starting to get foggy and my mind going. If there were things for me to do, I wouldn't be able to focus enough to do them. Done? yes. Delusional? yes. BUT done.

that's me

"I thought only the first assistant went to the benefit."

"Only when the first assistant hasn't decided to become an incubus of viral plague*."

-The Devil Wears Prada

*please note that the real plague is caused by the bacterium Yersinia pestis, not a virus. Not that I'm trying to argue with Miranda or anything...

wisdom

"what is the point in me being almost [23] if there is still so much for me to learn?"

-Emma