Won't you let me go down in my dreams?

This house-sitting gig is sweet. Wireless internet and satellite TV. w00t.
I need to get cracking on this thesis thing. Also this grad school thing. Murgle.
Borrowed from various:
--Why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she/he wears mismatched socks." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.--