not a typo. The conference is finally over, and after too much to drink, too many nights without sleep, being a designated babysitter of 80 (I know, I thought by university everyone would be able to handle themselves too...), and a whoppingly successful conference, I'm ready for a week of sleep. This effort will, however, be hampered by the sudden arrival of two papers that need writing and a midterm looming on the horizon. No rest for the wicked. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz