Great. So when I should have been working on my portfolios tonight, I went and played Super Mario 3 most of the night because I got fixated on completing the game as quickly as possible after posting that video clip to Backwash. And mind you, I was playing Super Mario All-Stars, beginning on Level 8 with 97 lives and a boatload of stuff in my inventory, and … well, okay, I did keep track of how many lives I lost just to beat the final level of the game, but it’s a number too high for me to say here without feeling deeply, deeply ashamed of myself.
The first grad school app — to Michigan — goes out later this week. Why does it feel like I’m getting ready to fire a huge cannon that could just as easily backfire and blow me to bits? Sigh, wish me luck.