Six in the morning looks so different from the other side. I suppose now I need to get ready to travel for an hour and a half to go to that pre-examination orientation session. If I didn't love my future career so much, this would be so much less awesome. (Also, the fact that I think night shift is so for me is a scary realization.)
Who knows, maybe I'll get something done this weekend once I'm coherent again.
Who knows, maybe I'll get something done this weekend once I'm coherent again.