No one has yelled anything out of a car at me for quite some time. I find myself strangely disappointed. Work is workey and progresses (even though I should do more of it).
I have to start preparing for a PhD Probationary Meeting before a small committee. I have to present a 3-10k word report saying what my topic is, what I have achieved thus far, what my time-line for the rest of the project is, and what is the *scientific merit* of my project. Ouchies. Shouldn't be too bad, because I can write with enough techno-babble and scientific jargon that I can wing a report, and I can have a forceful enough personality that I can convince people I will be okay, but still... it's a little scarey.
I also want to be at home, spending quality time with my iMac.