Today was my last day of school for the semester. After two unimpressive (but nerve-wracking) class presentations, a surprise Persian oral, and numerous other totally un-fun tasks from the past week, I delivered a kick-ass Maya presentation this morning, on human sacrifice. I don't know if it was actually as good as I thought it was, or if it was just the relief of feeling comfortable and knowledgeable in front of a class again (as opposed to fumbling, stammering, and basically BSing my way through the first two presentations), but either way, it felt really good, and was a good way to end the semester.

It hasn't been a fun week, though. I haven't worked out since Thursday, just because I haven't had the time, and I'm not going to have the time until probably Sunday. Every single minute of the past few days has been filled with something or other, and I still have three papers to write (due Saturday, Monday, and Wednesday), two finals to study for (both Fridays), and a bunch of babysitting to do for that new family, all of next week. And yet I'm still getting up at 4:00 tomorrow (that is, if I ever go to sleep in the first place) to go stake out my spot on the Extreme Makeover Home Edition site in Raleigh. More on that in a minute.

In other news: Liz and I have been pretty joined at the hip lately - we spent the weekend at her mom's boyfriend's beach house, which was great. The weather got nasty on Sunday, when we left, but it stayed sunny on Saturday, even if it was a little cool. I went in the water for a few minutes, because I would have been sorry if I hadn't. My watch said it was 60 F, and it was cold at first, but it got better. Then last night Liz's longtime friend Kelsey came over, and she and I hit it off right away. A bunch of us are going to see The Holiday together on Saturday night.

Anyway, the Extreme Makeover Home Edition thing was something Liz and I discovered on the way out of town. I was standing in line at Moe's, and she glanced up at the TV and realized they were doing a home makeover just a few streets away from where her mother lives. So we went to take a look at the old house on Friday before they tore it down, and then stopped by again on Sunday on our way back to Chapel Hill (the frame of the new house was already up!). If we hadn't been going to the beach, we'd have watched the demolition on Saturday. As it was, we saw the car they were going to launch into the house, and made friends with a couple other bystanders. Ty Pennington and Paul even walked right past us! It was a fun afternoon. The unveiling is tomorrow at 1pm, so I'm heading out there at o-dark-thirty to try to stake out a good spot. At the moment, it's 22:15 and Liz, Erika, and I are all lounging on the couch like ducks in a row, watching Return to Oz - so I'm thinking I may not end up going to bed at all. Oh, well.

Guess I'd better stop being antisocial and turn off the computer. :)