I'm almost postive that between my frequent yet brief trips to dreamland in accouting my Statistics professor was saying actual words that might be useful on our quiz Thursday. As I struggle to decipher each strange utterance of "probability, distribution, standard deviation, and x-bar" and the day began to look more gray through the sizeable window to my left, my mind bounced from one stressful school related thought to another. 7.5 hours later my mind is still reeling and longs for release. Exhaustion, confusion, and digestion all mixed with a little caffine and a lot of reading make for one tedious Tuesday. Though I am now able to recline, breathe and phuse, the specter of my incomplete "To Do 11/1/05" list continues to haunt and remind me that I must read Blood Done Sign My Name and study for my Mass Media test. The plight of the perfectionist: priorities, priorities, priorities.

-James