F*CK!

Nothing to do with French Connection.

This evening my one loyal blog follower (Hi L!) emailed me to let me know it has been awhile since I've updated. Well, the past few weeks have found me in a state of panic, misery, and bouts of self-flagellation. Why? Ah, well I am writing the GMAT this Saturday at 8am! (The self-flagellation for, "Why didn't I start studying earlier/study more?")

Well, so it goes. I'm aiming for a score of 730 and up; I'll be satisfied with a 720; I'll [probably] retake if it's below; I'll definitely retake if it's below 700. The mood in the TIWAW household is bleak. Standardized-testing is no fun. No siree.