Done, and Vaguely Aware of It

I finished my last final paper yesterday. It somehow felt very anticlimactic- I just emailed it in, and I was done, but being done didn't feel so different from the end of finals. I don't know, it hasn't sunken in yet, somehow. I know I'll get there. It's just that now I'm procrastinating cleaning rather than procrastinating doing school work. But the cleaning really does need to be done, I've been neglecting it over the last few weeks (ok, all semester in some ways, but even more so the last week or two), and this place is starting to make me crazy. I should have done more of it yesterday, but instead I hung out, met Steve to learn, and we both went dancing from there. (Ok, actually we met at the JCC where dancing is, learned there, and then just went downstairs...)

As for dancing- the program was not precisely a thrill, but I did have company for the first chunk (and I took some time in the middle to make a phone call), and then the program improved some, and I had some nice conversations later on with one of the Hebrew teachers from JTS who also dances there, and with outofnapkins. Clearly, my knowledge of her LJ moniker (why did society decided to use "screenname" when there are so many nice English worlds already existing that could be adjusted to the purpose?) is one outcome of that conversation. So now I know the woman whom everyone knows online as well as in person...

Ok, now really off I go to the cleaning.