Just a few moments ago it entered its 9th mansion, The Sphere without Stars, The Zodiacal Towers, whose letter is ج and whose Divine Name is The Independent, The Rich, الْغَنِيُّ (Asma #88).
I got through yesterday. It was a little long, but the prospective graduate student seemed that he could be a pretty good fit in our department. We have also been very low on graduate admissions, so any prospect looks that much better as a result. At this point, our approach seems to be to try to make any available situation work and thereby send the message that we are committed to the continuation of our graduate program. That is a distinctly different position from offering admission only to the best of the best, but that is where we are right now.
I think I will try to fit in some exercise before we take off for my husband's sister's. My body feels a need for some stretching and movement.