These past two weeks have been, inexplicably, the busiest (psychologically) and most taxing weeks in recent memory. The culmination was (had better have been) today. Presentation: good. Behind on grading: bad. Accepted to conference: good. Behind on papers: bad. Doing all sorts of work for the music dept. or related entities: good. Forgetting various obligations/meetings/deadlines/etc.: bad. Being asked my number at an intersection from the car next to me: odd. Lots of things to do: good. Stress: bad. And the apex was today - Party: good. Driving: very bad.

And I'm once again behind, because of all this business, on my running schedule : frustratingly bad. ARGH! Can't I just run, play piano, take photographs, and drive my car, and read for a living? No. I must hit 15 miles this weekend...