There is some fundamental universal law that states the first day back from a vacation always sucks. Something about reality rearing its ugly head, I'm sure.

My super fun new work related news is put on hold because Doug tapped Bailey to be his assistant while I was gone. I told him I was bummed because I was really looking forward to it and I think he felt bad. He said we'll talk this week.

I have a lot of reading to do. We're focusing on Marxist criticism this week. I think I have a poem to memorize. I know I need to read two stories and critique them. Good times, good times.

Right now, though, I'm going to go soak in the tub. My legs HURT from all the walking I did and wrestling with Lemur.

On the plus side, everybody really likes the photos from vegas. YOu guys are so awesome with the compliments! Thank you! :D