Primal Whimper Tuesday

I'm not dead. It's just: Exam, final paper, exam, final paper, ginormous freelance project, applications for middle school, sick grandmother causing temporary relocation of my mother, father retiring, Christmas prep. (Did I mention that my mom scored me a free light-up lawn reindeer over the summer? She's aces.)

Also: I got a paper accepted into a conference! More when I can think about how to explain it.

In the meantime, ante up with everything you still have to do and when it needs to be done by. It's Misery Poker only in the Parachute Game Everyone Wins kind of way.