Presented last night at the Spanish Department's amazingly well run Coloquio, the culmination of a week's worth of worrying: Would my paper be okay? Would my adviser approve? Would I face impossible questions from the audience? Would nobody ask any questions because my paper was an incomprehensible mess?
But now it's Sunday, and in the words of the Digable Planets, Sunday is to relax. So I'm spending the morning in bed with wife and kid and cats, reading through my favorite sites. It's a longstanding tradition for me and H and the cats, but the kid seems to be cottoning to it pretty quickly.