Was just bemoaning the fact that my desk pencil sharpener was out of order for some time - a few months in fact... and came home to find it working in perfect condition. Am very happy. It's something small I guess, but somehow freshly sharpened pencils make me very happy. I'd give myself a bouquet of them if I could (hmm, where did I hear this line from...)

Am currently 300 pages behind on my readings... will attempt to rush thru the main text tonight... no rest or respite for the weary undergrad.