Since it's back to school time for all of my teacher friends, and well, many other friends whose lives are in some way related to school worlds, I thought I would give you my report card for my summer trimester (of school, not pregnancy-I'm not pregnant just to be clear). You will all be proud to know that I got A's in BOTH of my summer classes. Even the one where the professor constantly threatened me with a B if I didn't talk more. Seriously, even on the last day of class he told me that I better have a big part in the presentation or I was getting a B. He sent an email to the class and made it sound like some people did get low grades for not participating, but apparently he felt that he tortured enough speech out of me. So, my GPA remains a 4.0. Aren't I just the smartest grad student you know? OK, now everyone knock on wood because I'm sure I'll fail something now that I announced my gpa to the world. Anyhow, I made it through the roughest time, and now I just have to make it through the scariest time - quitting the job.