Today is inauguration day, which also happens to be the first day of my return semester to CSN, which should also be my last semester, though that remains to be seen.

I’m tired, yo.  I said it.  I cannot believe that we are finally out from under George W. Bush.  There have been times over the last eight years that I have had very, very serious doubts about whether or not this presidential election would even take place, let alone whether or not the results would be allowed to stand.

But it did happen, and the results stand in the face of history.  It doesn’t feel quite real yet.  All the work, all the stress, all the information bombardment that has made up the last two full years, all-day-every-day-even-on-Sunday has come to bear beautiful fruit.

This week will also mark me being broadcast far and wide to television sets across the world.  Which is crazy.  My mother actually heard me speaking from the television today, and all she could do was screech.  So, we’ll see how being marginally, briefly, famous goes.

I’m not cool enough to be famous.  I’m not even cool enough to be on TV.

I’m already way ahead in all but one of my classes this semester.  So far it seems like this semester is not going to be all that bad for me.  D, however, having her ass handed to her.

Sleep, Biology, Arabic, in that order.

As a side note, I learned something very interesting about Asthma in NV.  No I will not elaborate, so don’t ask, but I dare say it was HIGHLY enlightening.