It's almost 2 in the morning, and I am absolutely wide awake. Infomercials endorsing products that will help you get rich in just a few days stream through the weak antenna signal captured by my television set. The linoleum floor is no longer a stampeding ground for ants, who love to sneak up and bite me. I Pine-Sol'd the entire surface and put down poisonous bait traps everywhere. I took a three hour nap just a few hours ago. The neighbourhood outside is very peaceful and quiet. It rained hard, today. Hard, driving, stinging rain from the sea. And the waves were big, real big.

I recently discovered that I won't actually be graduating this semester. Somewhere along the line I missed a required form that should have been turned in by, uh... last April? Once again, I wish someone had told me, or given me the information. Not that I blame anyone but myself for being such an irresponsible basketcase. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to graduate by the end of spring. If I'm lucky. The academic calendar lists two separate deadlines for the spring graduation app, Oct. 3 and Dec. 1. Let's hope it's the latter. But who knows?