It's Finals Week

[warning]This post is about my personal life.  Read at risk of your own boredom.[/warning] I picked a bad week to change the rules on my blog.  As I realized just last night, it's Finals week, which means I'm running around like a chicken with its head chopped off trying to keep up with the amount of work that I mostly forgot I was supposed to be doing.

See?  I'm even writing in clichés.  "A chicken with its head cut off."

I don't intend to miss any updates, though.  I'm thinking of this as a live-fire exercise in my capacity to produce content.

I might be an idiot.