Whew. after that depressing entry about the Tiananmen massacre, I thought I would end the day on a fuzzier note. This entire week has been one of the most hectic of the entire semester. My parents came to London for the weekend, and I had forgotten how much better I like them when they are on the other side of the world (or country at least). After an exhausting trip back to campus, I pulled two all nighters trying to finish a 12 page paper about smallpox and an econometrics problem set. The third night also saw no sleep – not because of work but because of habit. They days have been blurring together, such that I have no sense of night or day; I sleep 30 minutes here, two hours there. I don’t eat breakfast, lunch and dinner; rather I just continuously reach for the chocolate in my snack drawer. I purposefully gave myself the day off today, and revisited some of my favorite activities when I’m in need of a recharge.