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It's finals time!

Which means I probably should be working on something that's, you know, due in the next week or so, but I've got about ten minutes before I have to ready myself for Bible study. So there's clearly no time to do anything productive, right? I thought so.
The fact that it is finally finals week is both good and bad. Good, because it means that the end of the semester is actually, blessedly HERE, and I'm that much closer to having a good solid month of no. work. to. do. at. all. Plus, it means that I'll get about two weeks in the ATL for Christmas/New Year's. Bad, because it means there's a ton of work sitting between me and said break.
And so, because I'm particularly good at listings, here's one that should probably interest absolutely none of you.
Things left to do in the next week and a half:

Write 4.5 book reviews for ONE weekend workshop class.
Write 1 additional paper for same said class. (Did you catch that? SIX papers for one weekend's worth of class....ridiculous!)
Read several hundred pages in about 5 different books.
Take 1st online final.
Take 2nd online final.
Complete a take-home final.
Study (until it kills me) for my Greek final.
Take that Greek final (and ACE it....ah, the goals)
Finish the last unit for my online class.
3-4 events on campus/for the office.
A Christmas Concert at FBNO (Pianos! with Ellis Marsalis! for $10!)
Hopefully be able to go to at least a few of the lovely Christmas events in NOLA.

Yep. There you have it. I think I might have to start injecting caffeine straight into my blood vessels to make it actually work in order to get all this stuff done.

Soon, I promise to post things of significance. Hopefully. :)

In the meantime, check out these lovely ladies!
Gini is doing giveaways for Christmas (and she's one of the most talented people I know!)

Becca and her family constantly inspire me. And they're looking for mentors for their ministry, if you're in the ATL!


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