It's Saturday night and I am procrastinating. I am shamelessly using this blog to avoid proofreading the final project for my Cataloging class due on Monday. The problem is that I have read, reread, corrected and poured over this thing so many times that I really can't tell where the mistakes are any more. It all blends together into mush. My brain is mush. Or at least semi-mush.

This is the last hurdle I have to jump before being finished with this class that has given me 2 anxiety attacks, frequent heartburn, insomnia, and all around generally crabbiness for 15 weeks.

I see the end.

Back to jumping...