Another semester gone. A miracle 4.0. It's surprising, since I figured that I'd have difficulties with the time-compressed summer schedule. The last month or so was a killer, between classes, work, and squeezing every available minute of free time into car repairs. At least my fall schedule will only be three classes, three days a week. Two weeks of blissful ignorance and boozing lie ahead. If I'm lying low I probably fell off the barstool, so don't be surprised not to hear from me.