i'm not saying much because i've been at my translation class this past week, and all day today, and still tomorrow i have to get up early for another full day of class... i shall just say one thing quickly: that the professor for this module turned out to be the president of the harvard alumni association in nanjing, so he was mighty pleased to discover that i would be up in september, and after that we got on like a house on fire. now i've got myself invited to his conferences! that, and the one jenny geer is organising for the spring, makes two conferences i have engaged myself to go to, and i haven't even started school yet. everyone knows david lodge's small world and of conference buffs and conference diseases, and if i'm not careful my life is going that way. nevermind the mla; we just want exotic locales and elusive men of our lives to lead us a merry chase from conference to conference.

and on that thought, i tumble into bed.