Well I finally made it out of Caracas with a couple hours of sleep here and there, but feeling all right. I guess I was a little more nostalgic for my trip than had expected and spent a few minutes running through the news from Quito, then checking the ever-exciting dollar-bolivar exchange rate. And, of course, I picked a *great* time to leave: today dollars were selling for Bsf 4.05 and if I wanted to buy bolivares, 3.95 -- a .75 bolivar difference from when I arrived.
Anyway, I'm in Atlanta for a few more minutes before I finally head back to Providence. Andrew called up to confirm I'd be back, and I got a few e-mails and wall posts welcoming me back in various ways. I've got a haircut tomorrow at 12:45, and then in the evening I'm heading to Conn to do backup percussion for Vox at the orientation concert. And then for Saturday/Sunday, I'm heading up to Maine to see Greg before he heads off. It should be funtastical.
Oh and there's work: good old, actual work. TA excitement starts up next week, and I've got a deadline for a conference paper on Thursday (but will somehow turn into Friday...) So far, the stress of being a dissertation writer hasn't smacked me in the face yet, but with some jobs wanting materials by the 20th of September, and me with nothing to show... well, I can probably mine that little stress molehill into a cavern.
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