On being finished.

I handed in the last two finals of my college career at 8:30 this morning. Go me. "Selling Fiction as Reality: The Blair Witch Project" and "Theatricality on Film: Angels in America" were not the greatest papers ever written, but they were finished. And that's what really counts.

From 10:30 to 2, I fell asleep watching Shakespeare in Love. Despite the rain, life is good.