I don't know how people who have seven or so kids manage... we used all the dishes in the house making pancakes for seven children this morning. Every room seemed to have at least two children in it for most of the day. I hid in my room (gotta love laptops) and tried to write my paper on exhibitionism. It's not due for three weeks but I get the idea that the next couple of weeks will be a bit scary.

To recap:

I have seven papers and a presentation due by Oct. 11.
I take over a new booth on Thursday this week, but I have to run my old one until someone is found to take it over. Lottery folk say this will take 2 weeks, tops. we'll see.
Two of the people I have filling in for me at my current booth are on call for the ferries, which means that if the ferries call they will abandon their posts.
M's job is teetering as usual on the verge of collapse. The major shareholder has maxed out the company AMEX card buying groceries, as no money is coming in. The government has given them an ultimatum, Sept 30, pay up or else (they owe more money than I like to think about).
wheeee.