*My dissertation is due to my committee in two weeks. (!!!)
*My defense is on March 3. (37w3d!!!)
*Total panic ensuing. (!!!)
*Despite not gaining that much weight (~15#), I am quite large. People burst into gales of laughter upon seeing me. (Not kidding.)
*Kid still has no name. (Max suggests "Wax." And more formally, "Wax Thiex Owen") (Among other crazy names.) (But also has told complete strangers on 3 different occasions that baby's name is Owen. With a completely straight face.) (???)
*Again with the panic. (!!!)
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Wax and Max. At least they rhyme.
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