I fell into a burning ring of fire

I'm sitting here in the darkness, typing, and I keep getting pelted in the head by bugs. They snuck in while the door was open and are now attracted to the light of my laptop. Annnnd that's my excitement for the night.

I'm headed to St. Simon's Island tomorrow, and I'm trying not to think about the fact that classes resume in fifty-eight hours. Approximately sixteen of that fifty-eight will be spent sleeping, two and a half of it will be spent driving, and three of it will be spent catching up on work, which means that I have thirty-six and a half hours of freedom left. Boo.