You know what makes me happy?  Pedicures.  In all actuality, living on a grad student salary, I probably shouldn’t get them.  However, I have learned how to maintain them, so I go every 5 or so weeks, meaning it works out to less than 12 a year.  In theory, I should say that it is filed under ‘me’ time – since I work all the time, and can’t even rationalize a good solid break for myself, this should be 45 minutes where I sit there and don’t think, right?

Today I got one.  Did I sit there and not think?  No.  I brought my Cognition book with me so I could start reading the material for my final.  That has to count as half-relaxing, right?  I kind of did it?

After deciding last night to throw out Anderson Cooper (sorry!), I now have an Excel spreadsheet full of data.  It needs an Anova test run on it, which I don’t know how to do.  I figured I’d give it the old college try (probably complete with cursing), and then turn it over to my friend Andrew next week, let him run it, and then make him 3rd author.  Or else I’ll pick up my SPSS for Dummies book, and figure it out on my own.

Thus, I did not have to spend all day coding another show.  Instead I went to my chiropractor, met my boy for lunch, got the pedicure, and am settling in to finish the paper reviews I need to do for the International Conference.  My advisor submitted our beach volleyball paper today to a journal, which reminds me that I need to get 2 others revised and out the door. Maybe this weekend a little bit.  Or maybe next week.  I may be looking at a day or 2 with no Internets, so editing may be the perfect activity.

So paper reviews, pie day tonight, football tomorrow…and Twilight on Sunday.  Less than 48 more hours!