It's been quiet over here. I blame The Goonies for getting Cyndi Lauper stuck in my head. TCB has required much more focus as of late. $250 on a GMAT appointment, $40 on transcripts, $70 on this one application. *shaking fist*  Same ol': Working my ass off for PS by day, and the SJR promos by night. It's good to have a plan, though, I feel like there's actually something I'm supposed to be doing, with a clear deadline, after walking around in a fucking cloud the last 4 years. I'm indifferent, in a way. I have no excuses right now though, so I could either spend 18 months here doing the same goddamn shit and not get anywhere, or go get it done. If all goes as planned, I'll be back in 1^1/2 birthday's time. If I had a dollar for every time I said that, I could buy... well, something ~$4, after tax. I'll keep the homies updated on my progress, I should know my fate by August/September. This just reminds me, though, how much I hate writing essays about myself. I know the graduate advisers and admission committees want to get a sense of who you are and what you can offer in return (other than a whole shitload of my money?) but it's... just sort of... Eh, fuck it. I know the drill. Time to handle it.