And I would tell them, vw, in that email that keeping appointments (or learning how to cancel them ahead of time) is a skill they will need in the Real World.

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Ok. I'm gonna head out and meet my prof. Early, maybe. I'll see you all on the other side.

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Too much horribleness on the overnights.

Bartender! A round of -ma for my friends.

It's wet and dreary in SF today, so the office director ordered free pizza for everybody so we wouldn't have to go face the rain for lunch. Huzzah for free pizza! Huzzah for the office director!

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good office director!

I am begining to wonder if there will be a kleenex shortage.

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I am begining to wonder if there will be a kleenex shortage.

JZ's snorfling wiped out our entire paper product supply this weekend. I was reduced to swiping Starbucks napkins from my coat pocket.

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God, I hate that. It almost never fails that I get a runny nose without a tissue in the house.

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Hec, there are a few rays of sunshine out my window in Berkeley. Rain clouds, too, but sun at the moment.

I got an email from the HR person in Wellington, NZ, where I'd sent a resume. First she wanted to know my salary requirements, and my eligibility to work in NZ. I answered those questions. She just emailed a second time, asking when I'd be available to work if I was the successful candidate -- only this time, she sent the email to my present work email address, not the gmail account I'd given them. I think she's checking up on me. Heh.

My office buddy is speculating that they're all gathered 'round the computer in Wellington laughing at my American spelling.

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Thanks, vw. Sorry about the stupid students.

Yes, Trudy, we have exams. This was the first, and, since the head Trainer doesn't take the music curriculum very seriously, will probably be graded generously. We have our music practicals (in which we must give a lesson) on Thursday.

Now, I have 20 minutes to kill before I go to work.

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The fact that the impetus was Cass writing "my pitcher can't tolerate hot water" (I thought, "Who does she mean? Which team does Cass follow? What hot water's happened at spring training") should in no way be taken to mean I'm a fannish type.

Awww, I explode glass and hibiscus tea in my kitchen and Buffistas remember they need to contact one another. It's a butterfly's wings flapping all over again.

Bartender! A round of -ma for my friends.

Whee! It might be working too as I am not having that rabbit-y, about to die heart racing going on anymore.

My day is consisting of preparing to move. I got all of the books gathered and now am going through to see if there are any I can bear to part with. Magazines too, but those are all going bye-bye. Then electronics where I foresee a large entry on freecycle. And then? I have no idea. Papers are going to kick my ass but I need to start reading, shredding or filing and moving on sooner rather than later.

It has amusingly decided to start raining a little early today (It was forecasted to start tonight). Why am I amused? Because the only way to efficiently move shit around in my car is to have the top down. Then I can load the bags and boxes in, drive over the the cool thrift shop and hand them over. It's only misting so we'll just be moving the top down when I am ready to load it up and drive and then put it back up right away. What's the worst that could happen?

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I survived my first day back! And now I'm having yummy chili. Life is good.

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