Word from Ms. Cassie Pants:

Grandma's hip is broken. All I know is surgery tomorrow. No calls. I am at the hospital and being communications girl. Let Bitches know?

If you really are 30 years in on a friendship, I think one should be able to say "what the hell are you talking about?"

Or at least "You. Me. Coffee. Now."

Emily, I think that under the circumstances, you don't have to do your homework if you don't want to. Let your professors know what's going on. My guess is that they will understand, they may even have gone through something similar.

Gah, Emily. What Burrell said, and she's got the professorial (is that the word) street cred to back it up.

I kind of regret not taking any time off of work when Gram died. I was fairly useless and distracted, even though it wasn't totally out of the blue.

Back from the Pratchett signing.

Yes, Jilli, we did have Where's My Cow signed to Princess Ticky-box.

The amusing part was having Thud signed. You get used to having my name, after 30+ years. Other people, however, being not used to it, think it's neat. He tried to dig out his Pocket PC to show me that he had a picture of the thing I'm named after on it as a screensaver, and when he couldn't find it, he settled for drawing a picture of them on the page. (Amusingly, like many other people who know the constellation, he couldn't quite manage spelling it, but the drawing more than makes up for it.)

Well, it was mostly done anyway, it was just the irritating things like "these are copied from students' hasty notes on groups. Criticize them" and "what is the significance of this exercise?" So I finished it and printed it. No big. Besides, who knows how long this will go on? And I've never quite mastered telling teachers sad (true!) stories without feeling as though I were trying to play them somehow. I don't know why. Same reason I feel strangely guilty when theft detectors in stores go off even though I know I haven't taken anything, I suppose.

I have found that some of the most intimidatingly cool people I've ever gotten to know have turned out to be big dorks

Standing. Right. Here.

::sniff::

I wholly recommend letting family health crises like that (especially ones involving death) distract you as much as they can -- I like to think it prevents lingering.

Standing. Right. Here.

Nah. You're still intimidatingly cool. Cancels out the dork.

Kind of like a less weird and much taller Seth Green or something.

Back from seeing Serenity.

.............

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

Nah. You're still intimidatingly cool. Cancels out the dork.

Now, see, I'd say ita was intimidating and cool, but not intimidatingly cool. Probably coolly intimidating. And she's way more geek than dork.

Gah, Emily. What Burrell said, and she's got the professorial (is that the word) street cred to back it up.

Yes, this.