[OT from cottage renovations]
my favourite grad student blew into town last night; his trek down from Gotham brought him into the Grove after midnight. he brought a small mountain of dirty laundry (already washed), an appetite (seen to in the short run by a late dinner) and a ton of school work (which he will be tackling over the next few days before he goes back).
it is such a pleasure to have him back. there's nothing like the return of family to put one into the right mode for the holiday.