Today I felt inspired to make my bed for the first time in..ten years? Let's call it progress.
I soldiered through new graduate student orientation. This morning as I watched the coffee drip, I thought to myself "more like bore-ientation, am I right?", then gave myself a mental high five. Jenn would have laughed at that.
So I stomached the inspirational bureaucratic dog-and-pony show in pretty good spirits. I learned a long time ago to always pack a snack and a book. It turns out I was guilty of academic misconduct during my undergraduate career according to a handout I received ("forged attendance", "submitting the same assignment in different courses without consent of the instructor"). So there's that.
I don't feel lonely until someone calls and asks if I'm okay.
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