Oh, sj, I was being funny... I'd have to work up to being a straight-up bastard like he is...although that would be something to take up if we won a big Lotto pot or something. I could sharpen my sniping...learn schadenfreude from the best German experts...where was I going with this? Well, anyway, sorry the insurance thing is so screwed.

Oh, sj, I was being funny...

Oh, I know. I'm sorry if my response sounded snappish. I seem to be having trouble communicating lately.

So, this eating once an hour thing and getting up in the middle of the night to eat thing isn't letting up, even though my steroid dosage is decreasing. I don't even want to *think* about how much weight I've gained back. As long as I don't gain it *all* back...

Also, pretty sure I failed a make-up test this morning, what with leaving about half of the answers blank. At least I took it, but still.

Tutoring student coming soon. Then I'm off to work for a couple hours. Then it's home to write a paper, work on my take-home math quiz, and prepare an outline to a scientific drug experiment that I have to work out, even though I can't actually do the experiment. Oh, and I have class tomorrow.

I'm crabby.

I don't blame you...insurance+ bureaucracy= fucking snappish, to put it mildly. I think I'd be reaching into HBO vocabulary by the end. Certain things make me understand why people shoot up the joint sometimes and you have two-in-one. Sorry I can't send Paulie Walnuts to...talk things over with somebody. Not that you'd wanna know whose kneecaps he busted, but I bet you'd get an apology and maybe even a nice floral arrangement. And they'd never mess up your coverage again. Paulie is very..persuasive that way.

There is some sort of party in the conference room near where I tutor. There is a huge cake. Now I want cake.

Blearrgggh.

I'm getting nibbled to death by tiny, punitive ducks this morning. Having to re-do things because of a lack of dotting the "i" even when it's completely irrelevent. With all of the non-dotting publically displayed and reprimanded.

oh, I hate the punitive ducks.

t turns f-bomb hate ray to Hec's employers

With all of the non-dotting publically displayed and reprimanded.

That's just the icing on top of the shitcake, isn't it? It's not bad enough that you have to deal with all the insignificant duck-nibbling bullshit, you ALSO get the added fun and excitement of the public bitchslap for it!

Bah. That sucks rocks, Hec.

turns f-bomb hate ray to Hec's employers

Now Hec is going to be nibbled by tiny, punitive, flaming ducks. (No, no, the other kind of flaming).

Here's something to lighten the mood. Leif pics after he dressed himself.

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