I think I've earned a drink.

[kitewithfish]

Last night I stayed up late and watch the Oscars in toto for the first time since I was smart enough to realize they were phenomenally bogus. But the Boy and his guests wanted to watch it, so we did and stayed up much too late.

Then, I had one of those conversations with the Boy last night that are vaguely painful and pretty upsetting, but need to happen, and went to bed and did not get enough sleep.

Then I woke up and threw up from stupid morning sickness brought on by stupid birth control. And the Boy was nice about it but I felt crappy about it anyways.

And then I went to school and I spilled boiling water from my tea on my hand.

And then I went to the library and sat for several hours and worked on my paper and I feel really good about much of the paper at this point.

And then I got an email from the nice lady at the fellowship committee to tell me that, though they have received the extra copies of the application, essay and resume that the secretary sending the packet on my behalf neither made nor sent and that I had to send express on Friday, that same original packet did not contain transcripts from either my undergrad nor my graduate school. So I called the nice lady, who is *shockingly* well organized, and she told me she could take them as pdf's, so I ran home, got them, scanned them, and emailed them.

And that's been my day.

I am shockingly not very depressed about this.

I am still working on my paper, and I have hot chocolate. All is well and right in the world.