Phew! Graduate School is a lot of work! I spent yesterday trying to knock out a lot of my reading for the week. This could not be done without copious amount of snackage. Cookie dough, this one goes out to you.
The day ended with me getting LOCKED OUT OF MY APARTMENT. Here is a picture of my foot as proof, at this point I resigned myself to living a half life by the mailboxes, never able to fully enter the building. I would like to put it out there that while I was locked out of the apartment building Roger rested on the sofa IN OUR APARTMENT with his phone RIGHT NEXT to where he was lying. Unfortunately (for both of us) he didn't hear his phone the MILLIONS of times I called (and e-mailed) begging to be let in.