Two days, I repeat!

Of course, my thesis has to be turned in before I leave or my mother will strangle me. Which means that my brain is about to explode. You would think I would've gotten over that by now, but you would be wrong. My general plan involves turning my mother's entire dining room into a mass of book and papers and not sleeping until I get on the plane, so we'll see how that goes.

Wish me luck, or something.