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i have four hours before i need to talk for at least an hour about the absolute lack of progress i've made in the past three months.  there's reasons this has been a scanty handful of months on the science front -- kavanaugh's supreme court confirmation knocked me on my ass for weeks, then the midterms did the same, then thanksgiving and a funeral knocked me on my ass for a third time.  plus i'm in the process of writing a bunch of science words.

i've also written about 60k of fanfiction in the intervening time.  might have had an impact.  (worth it)

so i'm eating wawa soft pretzel, underbaked exactly the way i like them.  i'm listening to the new LP album even though it's overproduced and not as good as her older stuff.  it's hazy outside; i judge the clarity of each day from my window at work by how many bridges i can see in the distance and the second one is a barely visible smear of blue against the white sky.

graduate school is hard for me.  i will never believe i'm good at this.