some semblance of coherency

and the marks, they are a rollin' in, and somehow it seems that I am actually doing well this term, despite the utter gong show that it has felt like to me. Now if I could only convince myself I make sense even half as convincingly as I have to my professors...

Tonight I'm going to see Thompson Highway at the Writer's Fest. (y'know, of Rez Sisters and the like) so hopefully I'll laugh until I forget I'm supposed to be a basket case. Ta-da!