Aw, Nora, what an awful thing to happen right during your trip to SF. (((virtual hugs))) Real-life ones will be delivered shortly.

In just three hours I'll head for the airport to fetch Beverly and Ginger. Hooray!

I'm not F2Fing, and this week is still longer than last February. Maybe the new Dr. Who episodes have set up a temporal distortion effect. That's what happens when you get decent special effects, I guess.

Oh, {{{Nora}}}. I'm so sorry, you.

Emaryn! You're not supposed to do that! Hope she feels better soon, Gud.

So, I just got a note that this apartment is being shown tonight: [link] It's in my price range, but only has w/d hookups, and I don't know what the move-in date would be. Is it worth me going to a showing tonight?

If it's too early for your apartment to be shown, isn't it too early to be looking at new ones?

Not necessarily, actually. I think I'm gonna skip it, though. I can't afford a w/d, and it's probably an immediate move-in, since it doesn't say.

Now you can kick butt and take names about the false F.

First I need to find some of this "energy" thing people keep talking about. I suspect it's closely related to "motivation," which is another strange and mysterious myth.

Have lunched with Nora, who is charming and lovely and is feeling a little better.

Sat down in my truck to drive back to work from lunch and discovered there's coffee spilled down the front of my pants. This would be irritating on the best of days, but as I DON'T drink coffee, and have no idea where it came from, it's extra-irksome. (Oh, and my stain-resistant pants? Aren't.)

Agh. Phantom coffee stains? How can that happen? Oy.

JZ, funny but I ran into someone this morning who said, "So glad it is Friday" with such conviction, I had to thing twice before hipping him to the bad news. Long week indeed!

And, I did let the doofy "thanks for sharing" chick live...only because I thing she lives in Alaska and the airfare just didn't seem worth the potential manslaughter charges, but I did make a statement to the class (and my other classes) about the requirements. Something along the lines of 'ya think yer gonna get credit for that crap when I take two hours to comment on your subpar work? Think agin pardnah.' The professor thanked me.

Oh Nora. So very sorry for your loss. It seems Gregg was very, very well loved. His passing will be sorely felt, but his living will be gladly remembered. Not much more one can really ask from this life.

Oh, poor Emaryn. Play can be rough. Hope it heals quickly and that she at least gets one of those cool florescent-wrapped casts out of it.

::Points upward::

What Beej said.

Here's a link to a grammar quiz I had to take for my Business Communications class. It only took 5ish minutes, and made me feel all smart (109 out of 111 right, and those two I missed? Seriously never seen them like that). Have fun!