S4nday, November ?

How can days be too short and evenings too long? Got out of bed, played with the dogs, worked, went running, worked, went bow and arrow shooting, worked - and then the evening started and I don;t know what to do with myself. Perhaps it's because I can't work anymore because I am utterly stuck and very fed up with my statistics. Punishment for physical presence but mental absence in crucial parts of the course (and the notes on my college printouts are proof, e.g. send RA e-mail, reserve room, do IRB..) I am guessing.
well, evenings get shorter when you have sweet little brown doggie lying asleep on your knee. I am off to bed.