Early last semester I tried to figure out the earliest date that I could be done with school, I emailed professors and checked the official calendars and deduced that the 12th of December would be the last day I had anything due, so when Sara had meetings in Juneau on Monday, the 15th and I was invited to interview for a job openning with Microsoft in Redmond, Washington, we decided to combine the two and fly to Seattle on Saturday the 13th.
Around the first week of December some of my classes were starting to move from being done on the 12th to not being done till a week later, in fact 4 of my 5 classes ended up pushing due dates till after we were already scheduled to leave and I found myself in a never-before-experienced situation of whining about having more time to complete stuff because I didn't actually have any more time because I was still leaving Saturday morning, at 8 a.m. for the airport.
My database final was on Monday, I finished the work for my group (of just me) distributed computing project Tuesday night (but didn't present it to the professor till Friday), fought with my Computer Vision project for most of Wednesday and Thursday before giving up and moving on to my Computational Molecular Biology final Thursday night. Friday night a little after 9 in time to go pick up Sara at the airport. I spent a couple minutes with her before returning to school to write a technical paper on how my non-functional Computer Vision project turned out through the night till I around 7 a.m. (I never did get it working correctly, but I thought that the write-up was pretty good, considering the project didn't work - one of my friends read it and asked me if I was being too pessimistic and said that I was pretty much saying "I suck, I suck, I suck" in the paper. I didn't think I wrote that or even intoned that, but I thought it was funny that he got that message from the paper.) Got home about 7:15, cleaned, showered, and got packed in time for our awesome landlord Bob, and his wife Sheila to pick us up and take us to the airport at 8 with 4 classes completed and 1 project left to go.
That last project was a group project and it hung around for an entire week as I tried to make time to work on it in Seattle and Juneau, while one group member worked from Massachusetts and the other one worked in Ankara, Turkey. The distance and the time difference definitely didn't make it any easier, but after a couple very, very, very late nights by the imitation fireplace of our bed-and-breakfast in Juneau, Alaska while Sara watched over me (read slept snorring-ly nearby) I finished my second write-up of a project that didn't fully function and my first semester at Brown was done.
Everything turned out even better than I expected, and so I'm now 5/8ths of the way through my Master's program, and it's really hard to get going this semester. Luckily, I get to spend lots of time with Sara and so far I've put in short days, but I'm sure that'll end soon.
In the end it was definately worth the extra work to be a little farther done with the baby on the way, even if several late nights at my computer had me feeling like this poor guy:





Brynley Belle was born on January 15th in Denver. Taylor and Marisha are having fun being parents and we can't wait to meet her!







