End of semester crash
Graduation is over, our last meeting of the semester was yesterday, today I could barely get myself out of bed. There's work to be done, but it will not happen today. All of you know this as the end of semester crash. Our president actually mentioned this yesterday during his address to us. I was exhausted yesterday for no reason; today nothing will happen except a whole lot of sitting. I raise my coffee cup in salute to tired professors everywhere. And a second raise of the cup to hiding from family who now think we're not working.