Aaaaaaaagh!!!

I hope that this will be my last blog for awhile that isn't titled by an interjection. It's a cute theme, but I'd like to just get through the bottleneck and then have a nice little lie-down and a cup of tea and a quiet read, if that's all right with the world. Anyway. Bags are not packed, but everything that's going in them is hung in order and ready to go. Shoes need to be shined (with shakey hands, so I can't wear anything I care about.) Lesson plan needs to be finalized--can I argue that a tragic universe is organized by the principles of moira while a comic one is organized by the principles of tyche? I think I can, but must make sure. (You're starting to be glad you won't be at the lecture, aren't you? Don't worry--I'll be cool about my presentation of obscure Greek terms--I tend to use references to The Simpsons and Family Guy to make my points.) I'm remembering to breathe (thanks, ArticulateDad, I had forgotten) and now it's really just a question of getting to the airport ontime and then...then it's in God's hands. Well, and mine. And the students in the class. And the people I'm meeting. And...you know what? I'm f***ed. (Kidding! Kidding! At worst, at worst, I'm "taken out for a nice dinner and subjected to some inappropriately heavy petting on the cabride home.") Will report back when/if I return...