This Again

Well, it's hot and sunny in February again, like it was all last winter. It's been about a week and a half of nonstop sunshine, kids walking around in shorts and sandals, muggy bus-rides to and from campus, the works. The state managed to soak up enough moisture during the January - early February monsoon that I'm lacking my characteristic paranoia about water-levels in the snowpack and resevoirs, but I've recaptured my equally characteristic misanthropic sourness at seeing all of the doofy 19 year olds walking around like they're in a commercial for Disney World.

This is officially the term from hell for my entire cohort. We're all right at our outer limit of workload possibility. Here's how it's all going down:

• Everyone is madly scrambling to finish (or, as the case may be, start) their MA papers.
  
• K and I have our QEs very, very soon.
  
• The ABD kids are nowhere to be seen.
  
• The cohort itself is sort of pulled apart by centrifugal work-forces.
  
• We can't get no satisfaction.
  
• The stark reality of death makes a mockery of our meager dreams and aspirations.
  

On the up side, my niece and nephew are coming down from Oregon this weekend, so I'll go get in some uncle/human jungle gym action this weekend and drink beers with B and her dad. Always fun.