Crevé

I am so exhausted. Late nights Friday and Saturday night (including a backgammon tournament until like 3 am, then intense work since Sunday for an article about toiturophiles (roof walkers?) for France Today. I sent it off at 2 am this morning and I'm so glad to forget about it. Still have to figure out what to do about photos though. So yesterday I was like the walking dead. Fortunately, so was everyone else and I fit in perfectly. But it's just not cool to have such big bags under my eyes. Hope they'll go away before xmas or Mom is gonna be a little worried. At least it's interesting stuff though.

At the other end of the spectrum, for a couple of weeks a few years ago I was working like 60 hours a week for a law firm and although the overtime pay was great, when all you're doing is helping Visa beat Walmart, you don't really care. Oh, and overtime pay is so overtaxed! You think you're getting this huge check, and the $300 in overtime you should get turns into like $100 in your pocket. My youth and vitality is worth more than $100! Bastards!

But at least the article is done now, and the only thing to look forward to is going to see a funk jam session tomorrow night and writing my first paper for Sciences Po. The question: "Are we experiencing a return of passion in politics?" Um ... hard to say. Everyone I know sure has been. But it's kind of like the question for my presentation in February: "Are religious wars coming back?" You can pretty much answer these questions however you want, as long as the argument is sound. Why ask such broad questions if the answer doesn't matter?

Last thing: for those of you waiting for replies to emails, I'll hopefully be getting to those tonight.