Found a Car! Yay! Almost identical to the one it's replacing. Same make, model, year, but with 70,000 fewer miles than my old steed. PIcking it up this afternoon from a nice old guy who likes to buy pretty cars with engine issues, fix them up, then sell'em to soon to be undergrads/masters students like me. I may or may not have gotten a discount because I wasn't afraid of his pitbull. The guy who wrecked the old one decided that he doesn't want to pay me a single rotten cent, so I'm weighing my options. (Insurance isn't helping, the situation is really unfortunately complicated thanks to the aforementioned asshole.)

Related to the soon to be masters students quip up there, I got into one of my fallback schools the other week. Because it's a fallback, and not somewhere I'm actually likely to attend, I didn't really make much of a deal out of it, but maybe I should, just a bit. It's nice to be told that at some level, my resume both professional and academic indicates that I am an acceptable candidate for masters level work, at least at some institutions. A while ago I committed to getting a tattoo once I was accepted into my master's program, and now that I technically have gotten into one, I'm going to start looking at parlors. Two of my younger brothers are planning on going with me and getting the same word, but probably not on the same place on their body. I'm trying to talk the 21 year old out of getting it on his wrist and being basic.

Also I somehow bruised my achilles tendon and walking 3/4 of a mile to Pediatrics all day is going to SUUUUUUCK.

I'm going kayaking this weekend. I'm gonna sit on the water by myself and drink a beer and leave my phone in the car and just breathe for a while.