With only eighteen minutes left of the day, I am exercising my Free-for-all Friday rights. I have the right to do what I want and think what I want and say what I want and post what I want.
*evil grin*
I am posting a photo...
... of the most brilliant thing I have seen all week.
I am saying that if you are having academic angst, you should take a page out of the Therapist's book and breathe. Look at the stars and pick one you want to visit. Think of all the adventures you've ever wanted to have; you probably won't ever have them, but tell yourself that even if you can't have those, there will be others. Lots. Read about the Greeks again and thank God for indoor plumbing. Give the resume an indefinite leave of absence. If the paper isn't getting written, get some sleep already; it'll write itself in the morning. Toss the cranberry-colored sugar bombs to the birds, and find yourself some salty almonds.
I am thinking that I should feed the white tigers before they eat my knight in shining armour.
I am doing absolutely nothing at all ... and loving it.
Happy Friday, everyone.
Eight minutes to go.
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