Ok, so it's not a little study, it's a lot. But still! You'd think Murphy would want to be awake for my readings on Black Feminist Epistomology. On second thought, I'm not sure I want to be awake.
Ah well, for the most part, Grad School is pretty darn good. Except when I have to miss Murphy's agility class to complete 8 chapters of reading for tomorrow. Clearly, she's surviving by napping on the back of the couch, right by me as I hunker down for what could be a very long evening. Things could be much, much worse.... she could be frantically running around the living room, barking at me still. :)