I need a break. See you in a couple of weeks.

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Last day of class yesterday. Celebrated with a pint of Guinness and a pizza with classmates, then came home and collapsed into bed, close to tears and thanking God.

Grad school’s done.

I need a vacation.

Can’t blog. Slaving away on thesis. Final critique tomorrow, then I have a Flash piece in the afternoon, and a paper due Thursday. Get back to you next week. Cya.

Update, 11.30am: Fresh out of final thesis critique. Went quite well, all panelists liked it. Rachel mentioned Barthes’ “Death of the Author,” Grad Director Leslie Hammond was intrigued and took notes on the books provided, and The McCabe wants to see a deeper and more challenging critique of the community and subculture.

And now, on to my interactive piece on trains. The work never ends.

A grand time was had by all at the Barukatash domicile last night, along with Brian (another Brian), Valerie, Daniel, Wayne, and more. We played Cranium, discussed esoteric theological topics, and tossed dead rubber chickens around till past midnight. Now, that, my friends, was a party.

(Yeah, Brian gave me a sneak preview of the new Dead Chicken Berry, so I’ve totally hacked the URL.)

Bloggage from Valerie.

I spent all night in the MA Digital Lab till 9am this morning, working on a Flash piece, then came home and collapsed, and now it’s past 5pm. Where’d the day go? The whole point of working so late was so I could have the rest of today to work on more stuff, then crash over the weekend. I am definitely not up to working the hours I used to work back in my video editing days, when I could stay up on the computer for days at a stretch with almost no sleep. Now it just takes an all-nighter to knock me out completely. I’m getting old and gray. And incoherent.