I am behind on--well, you name it, I'm behind on it. Cleaning, washing, homeworking (both educational and financial), emailing, telephoning, despamming the blog (did you notice the other day, how I sort of forgot to do that? What a mess, huh?), thank-you notewriting . . . I mean, the cat is current on his insulin shots, I never neglect those--but other than that, everything here on my end is one wrong move away from DISASTER.

I'll see y'all after my final, say about May 15 or so. Then I will be able to tell you whether I succumbed to the temptation to write on my class evaluation, "Look, I wanted to learn Spanish, not marry it," and also whether or not I was able to write it in Spanish.