Whoa, I just remembered that I can write the paper due tomorrow on the same subject as the presentation that is also due tomorrow. Still annoying, but much LESS annoying.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
I just faxed DH's acceptance letter and background check authorization. Once the i's are dotted and t's are crossed, he should start work on December 27th!!!!!
YAY!!
lalala, I can't hear the math talk.
Plei, I hope Lily starts taking the bottle soon. Yay for you working soon. Hey, you like licorice, right?
Hey, a few years ago Milton Bradley was traded FOR CoCo Crisp - so they intersected. The sportscasters had fun with that one.
Hec, I had not heard that news, so thanks for the head's up.
Congrats to MG's DH on the new job!
I have nothing to contribute on the math or baby discussions, sorry.
ETA: Nor on baseball. I'm multi-ignorant, ya'll.
I'm all nervous for my dad. He's on the Committee that is helping decide the fate of his small "town." Tonight there is a big election, and he could get bumped off the committee. The election ends in 8 minutes. Then they count the ballots.
Send election~ma, please.
I'm all nervous for my dad. He's on the Committee that is helping decide the fate of his small "town." Tonight there is a big election, and he could get bumped off the committee. The election ends in 8 minutes. Then they count the ballots.
Send election~ma, please.
Yes, all election and ballot counting goodness for your Dad, vw.
Committee!!!
Eek. I am blowing off a committee meeting at church, as I type. I kind of intended to blow it off, but I was going to call the chairwoman and tell her. Ugh. I suck. I like to at least blow things off on purpose. Tonight, I went from considering to already being in the midst of, without savoring the reckless feeling. Now, I just guilt the guilt. Bah.
Oh, and vw?
Ugh.
Just got the paper from one of my tutoring students. She dumped it in the body of an e-mail. It has no introduction or conclusion. She did not follow the outline we made.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
Yeah, Cindy?
Write your paper.
(I'm sorry your tutoree is being such a jerk head. I think she needs a firm cluesticking.)