Uh, I'm drowing in a sea of unread classics and books on social theory. Boring books.
I'm done at the scary Yale Genetics center because my last ultrasound was completely normal. The baby really looks like Bear. Weird. But now I just have regular weigh ins with occasion violations. Rah!
Other good news.
My prof said, "No problem" with my submission. I set the curve for my Social and Political Philosophy class with a top scoring 93. Now my whole class officially hates me. I don't care.
My belly is getting huuuuuge. Not sure how I feel about that but I did buy the cutest maternity clothes yesterday. Now I hate me, too.