I’m alive, but I don’t have much else to say. I got my new apartment, but I still don’t know the full address of it. When I do, I’ll send it out to the people that asked for it (and maybe for some people that didn’t).
I finally have work to do, and it’s not very little. But now I’m going home. I have a chat with my parents tonight and I don’t want to be too late for that. And actually right now my requirements for the work are being analyzed, so I shouldn’t move forward until I have more feedback.
I also have to work on my research. It is moving slowly, as I feared. I also have to finish modifying one more paper that was accepted for publication.