Classes are over. There is always a melocoly at the end of the semester. My purpose in life seems to be lacking. Once in New York after handing in a paper, I remberr standing on the street, uncertain as to where to go, or what to do once I got there, as I no longer had that paper hanging over my head. I almost missed it. I suppose that now I have the disertation hanging over my head for the next several years, at least that will give me something to avoid.
Oddly I was talking to my mother the other day (that in itself isn't odd) and New York State was having one hell of a snow storm. It was bright and sunny in Winnipeg (it even got into the 70's yesterday). Personaly I take this as a sure sign of the apocolypse.
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