In the now

Giggles are easily induced when the wee Sir Puffins tries to catch the cursor on the screen.

Especially after the long-slogged-over homework has been properly saved and closed and his keyboard trampling is inconsequential.

Three more weeks and it's on to break.

I'll be writing my capstone in winter quarter. God help me, I have no idea what awaits me come January third. I shan't stress about it until then but in reality, the curiosity of what the process will be is going to start itching kinda quick-like.

But oh well. I need to log some z's before the long day that is tomorrow - or rather the long day that is already an hour past its start. (Gah.)