why am i doing this again?

it's that time of year again. the bi-annual ass kicking extravagaanza in which i ask myself why for fuck's sake i want to pursue a higher education.

except this time it is different. add on top of the normal finals workload a 20-30 minute presentation on the evolutionary morphology of the hand, health insurance applications, forms for teaching next semester, christmas shopping procrastination, a bit of mild depression...and voila. one big mess of a first year graduate student.

on the lighter side, i have been drawing sensory maps on myself to help solidify patterns of innervation and my dreams last night were almost completely about vodka.