So, I started the week convinced I had written my ex girlfriend out of my life, I was not going to do anything to celebrate my 32nd birthday, and I was going to devote all of my energy to nothing but work. How'd that work out? I got talked into doing things for my birthday, the ex repeatedly surprised me, such that I'm not quite ready to "shoot her out of the water" (to use one of her phrases) just yet, and I still have yet to get a key to the classroom or print my syllabus for my new class starting Monday. But that's due to typical administrative bungling, and not my being lazy and distracted. Well, most of it.