I had almost forgotten the high/low fun of assignments and pressure from due dates. On one hand it sucks to be up at 3:30 in the morning, sitting in the tub pouring over words that run into one another while I try to formulate an articulate response to a question posed by a middle-aged grumpy lesbian. On the other hand, it is ever so sweet to be free of said pressure for A WHOLE WEEK, and revel in just playing my surrogate-sim family.
