This week, I am a sponge. Soaking up so much water, so many things to do-- weddings (Victoria's getting married! It's so surreal), visits from friends (IsraelC gets here tomorrow!), group projects, research papers (does anyone really care about Social Judgment Theory?), dirty dishes, and some ugly shadows rearing their ugly heads at me. I am just glaring into all of it, yelling 'come at me, brah!' like my friend Courtney always says, as she does a little boxer's dance like Ali, picking her fights and taking names. And time is squeezing all the water out, forcefully. Now there is no choice but to do.
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