Sariah and I flew kites this afternoon after class. I was running on four hours of sleep, and Sariah wasn't doing much better, so the pictures are pretty goofy.

As you can see, I suffered a saintly martyrdom at Sariah's hands. I also cut my finger on my string.

We've got one week of class left, and this is probably our last true hurrah. I've got a 6-pager, an 8-pager, a 2-pager, and my finals to do. Not to mention checkouts for my building! Yikes!