Thank god for small mercies (in the form of lasange)

Last night (after a day of border line insanity wherein the crazy in me very nearly won) I forced myself to make a lasange while I was getting dinner ready. It was not quite the last thing i felt like doing, but pretty damn close to it. However, tonight, I've just gotten home after a decidedly dodgy commute (I really should have stopped for a coffee or a nap) with a long night of desperate last-minute lecture prep to do yet, and I can say with the utmost certainty that I have never in life been so glad to see a lasange. Thank goodness I forced myself to make it last night, and bless its deliciously microwaveable soul.