Drinking and not sleeping

OK, so that's not entirely accurate. True, I am not sleeping. But I am not drinking anymore. Really, I haven't had too much too drink. In my old age however, my tolerance has slipped a tad. Although, really my clumsiness doesn't need alcohol as an excuse. In reality I am simply a klutz, and though we were out celebrating tonight, thankfully I did not tell anyone off. This is because, I am a happy drinker. Anyway, the semester is basically over and I don't have to be anywhere until class at 5:30 tomorrow night where I will present my paper on a corpus based analysis of representing displaced immediacy in verbal versus written storytelling discourse. Then, my first semester of graduate school will officially be over. So, here I am starting my blog (finally) at 12:30 at night on a Wednesday... or Thursday morning... I wish I had something more insightful to say, but I am tired and ready for bed. I meant to just check my e-mail, but here I am! Will this eventually be archived for students to frantically reference in their own last minute linguistic papers, or will it disappear forever in cyber oblivion? I guess it depends on how motivated I am on this winter break and beyond... and how desperate linguistic students become. So, as always I am optimistic- and that's not just the wine talking! It's the water and exhaustion too. Good night!