Oh sweet repose, where art thou, so oft inclined toward a leave of absence?

It has, without doubt, been the longest weekend in living memory.  Work, shower, sleep, work, homework, no sleep, work, shower, sleep, church, homework, work, shower, blog.  I understand that some of you may find it quite shameful that I'm whining about this when other students my age are raising babies and holding down 3 jobs while attempting a degree, but I am a man accustomed to certain spans of time with nothing to do but read.  I like to take long baths, which I realize isn't very "green" of me but is certainly more "green" than long showers, whilst enjoying a carafe of ice cold sake or a nice bottle of Moscato d'asti.  So it disturbs me more than a little when I'm forced to earn more money than I need.  I am, unfortunately, loathe to share my wealth with the less fortunate so it all goes to things I do not need like movies and swords and power tools.
On a lighter note, all of the extra money that I earned this weekend is going toward fashioning my new herb garden which will be put to use as soon as we step from under the veil of the almighty ice queen.  I plan to wait for she would most assuredly bring doom to an otherwise bountiful harvest.
Alas, fair reader, it is time to say adieu. Oh but parting is such sweet sorrow, that I should say goodnight till it be the day before my next blog is due.