It's pre-dawn in the college town that will be my home for the next few years and I can't sleep - in large part because I'm too excited/anxious about apartment hunting today (and also a little because we spent hours at the hotel pool yesterday and subsequently all passed out super early).
I've managed to narrow it down to 5-6 places to look at and really just want them to keep unnatural hours to fit my needs (and desire for more hotel pool time). Luckily, I don't have a vested interest in any of today's World Cup games, so it seems even the soccer gods are with me.
It's really real. I'm coming down here. To live. And study. And become what my sister refers to as "a degree doctor".
Desired apartment: 2 bedroom, one bath (the separate office that has revolutionized my life and work the past couple years is a must) that is reasonable for a grad student budget.
As much as I'd like to pretend that I am immune, I have to admit that I do get scared from time to time.