It's that time again...

...when the fun words stop and the academic words begin. Well, I try to stop the fun words. In reality, I tend to be even more inspired to write during times when I probably shouldn't. I'll try to stay interested in Middle-Aged Orpheus and Hindi case marking. Really. At least I hit 40,000 words again yesterday.

In other news, I've been on the brink of tears all morning after waking up to pictures of desert kittens in my inbox. It's that feeling of wanting so desperately to *do* something, but not knowing exactly how. At least I'm trying, I tell myself. I don't know if I buy that yet or not.

And the library feels like a sauna today. Steam-cleaning the books, perhaps?

Addendum

Soon after venting feelings of helplessness, I found this . It makes me feel a little better. But I'm still on the brink of tears, and the brink of eating undergrads. Maybe I've slipped into my not-so-secret identity, Captain Moody.

Shazam.