The difference between a full-time job where you're getting paid by the hour and any work you actually get done will ultimately be for naught and a full-time project which actually involves close to 40 hours a week of work and upon which hinges an advanced college degree is far fewer diary entries.

We saw "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" last night. If you are Greek, go see this movie. (Who am I kidding? If you are Greek, you've already seen this movie.) Even if you aren't, go see it anyway, preferably with someone Greek.

After the movie I turned to Jenn and joked, "See, aren't you glad that my family isn't really that Greek?"

She said "Yes," but a little too quickly, I think.