Boss just asked me to think about how many hours I want to work this summer.

It amazes me that they keep me.

(Aims "Die, you bastards, die!"-ma at Hec and Aimee's bosses. I have it sent in from Baltimore, where they know how to kill a bitch.) Anyone else? Donald Rumsfeld, just cause I couldn't afford to buy my mom a birthday gift this Fall. It's more reason than the soldiers got. Die, you Mayor-looking mother...

I have been on campus for almost 9 hours. I'm pooped. I want to go home. I want to quit being so crabby and whiney as well.

That 20 minutes has turned into an hour.

I want to go home.

{{{vw}}}

I'm just a crab monster. I don't really need hugs. It's just...I wonder if we're actually going to meet today. It may have been pointless for me to come in. Which is frustrating. I'm busy. My time is valuable. And my dog has been at home by himself for many hours. He's not gonna be happy. I'm not gonna be happy. No one's gonna be happy.

Also, I'm not sure how productive this meeting is gonna be anymore, since I'm so exhausted.

Oh, well. I'll just do the best I can.

We're not boring, just...repressed.

Tom-ay-to, tom-ah-to.

Actually, the pancake dinner was pretty fun. My church is less boring than some, so we had Dutch babies, spelt pancakes, and gluten-free chocolate chip pancakes, along with wonderful ham and sausages. Then, I went to my class where we were celebrating a birthday, so chocolate cake with almonds after that. Can we say carbo load? But, there was decaf coffee, so I was happy. Anyway, I was happy at the time. I ended up being awake until 2, so I suspect some caf must have snuck into the decaf.

Conclusion: In recompense for all this grotesque and inhuman suffering, I totally deserve a month's vacation.

I'm with JZ, et al, on this one. I keep telling myself I should stop complaining to myself, as I had a week on the beach in Mexico less then two months ago, but I don't seem to be listening to myself on this one.

I'm glad the shakers shook, but let's keep that at no damage. All of Sparky's windows: stay in place, and if you move at all (other than with the building), such movement should be outward.

Ok. That's what I was afraid that was going to be.

I've been given an ultimatum. We're touching base again in two weeks.

I'm in tears. I need to go home. I need to not cry here. I need to be strong and just make it home.

{{vw}} Try not to think too much about it until you're home and feeling safe.

{{vw}}