1 down, 3 to go

Days are full. Of puppy playing, breakfast making, note taking, paper writing, number crunching, procrastinating, panicking, poverty line hugging, laughing, talking in grunts and in song, drinking too much coffee and not enough beer, lab teaching, poop scooping, crying over dogs, and blissful sleeping.

The tulips and cherry blossoms are blooming, the grass is bright green, and my puppy is growing into a handsome dog whose favorite foods are used chewing gum and flowers.  Summertime hovers on the horizon, a short three weeks away.  I can't believe I made it through my first semester alive, and relatively happy and sane.

This summer will bring adventure and a whole lotta solo field work.  I can't fucking wait.