Aims = Goals.
Oooooh. Clever.
::lightbulb:: Now I get it! I second the cleaver.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Aims = Goals.
Oooooh. Clever.
::lightbulb:: Now I get it! I second the cleaver.
I second the cleaver.
Okay, look, I know you were upset by the logarithmic differentiation rule, but there are healthier ways to deal with hostility...
What? I struck out the a... stupid subconcious...
Aimee, nicely done. Congrats. U brave.
Aimee, that sounds like it went well. I'm so glad for you.
Emily, I almost asked you about dancing before I took my night meds, but I was SO tired I knew I wouldn't make it, so I dropped it in my head. Sorry you had wanted to go.
Timelies, everyone! I'm still sleepy, even though I slept for like 10 hours. This is getting crazy. I understand that I'm going through a transition, but it doesn't feel like it should be this tough on my body. Oh, well. Guess it is. Just have to make adjustments.
Howdy.
yawn
I'm sleepy too.
KRISTIN! Mwah!
Shall I make us some coffee?
VW! Mwah back, bebe!
I'm sipping an iced coffee as we type. The grading in my bag is staring at me, though. Make it stop.
STOP IT, you evil grading!
Glad you've got coffee. I think I need to fix that for me, though.
I agree, coffee needs to be in your immediate future.
I don't wanna grade. I think I'll work on writing my exams instead. Fun.