My mind is mush. There is no way I'm up to dealing with the parking mess or buying books or hell, even finding my classrooms! This overly-long break definately turned my mind to mush. Mush mush mush. (Hey, why aren't my sled dogs moving?)
Oh well, no use going to sleep now. I'll just toss and turn. While my brain may be mush, it's RACING mush. I shall distract myself with another hundred pages of Hogfather by Terry Pratchett and then try to catch a couple of hours sleep before the dawn.
