I do have a touch of good news though.

I saw C yesterday when I picked up K-Bug. Got a nice hug and got to cuddle her kitten (I have the claw marks to prove it). She seems ok, for the most part. For my sanity, I don't ask too many questions.

Suzi, just this morning on my way to work I was thinking that I should've asked for a tour of your office while I was in town... because I'm nosey like that.

Now? Now I'm kinda glad we stayed far away from where you work. It sounds like a dangerous place to be associated with.

~ma to the temp and her sister and her family. And ~ma to you as well since this means you have even less help getting stuff done. Three weeks, girlie.

It's all very explainable until you get into archaeological theory and at that point people start backing away slowly.

I wouldn't. I'm a little obsessed about archaeology, though. It's one of things I've been known to explain about when I've been drinking. (The more I drink, the more I explain things. It's better than hitting on my friends' significant others, I suppose, and usually safer than dancing on the bar.)

Want beer. Want beer now. Want Teppy's brother's beer.

I am, however, backing away slowly from Suzi's work place.

Nicole, you KNOW I live on a hell hole and yet, you slept at my house. You are already screwed. So visiting my office, no big deal.

THREE WEEKS!!!!!! (OMG, too little time to get crud done).

Want beer. Want beer now. Want Teppy's brother's beer.

Hie thee to Vermont. Nice respite from the Georgia summer heat....

t /pimp

Vermont sounds like a great idea. It will probably sound even greater in July.

It's one of things I've been known to explain about when I've been drinking.

This is so very me. Which is why I tend to be around other archaeologists when drunk I think. When I was home at easter I repeatedly bored a lot of friends telling them all about my dissertation, loudly and exitedly, with added slurring.

And now I really want beer. There's LOADS of good pubs in Sheffield for local brews and imports, but pretty much everyone I know is still snowed under with work. Bless and curse my early deadline dates!

Well, I just dropped an entire mug of coffee down the front of my trousers.

Isn't it a beautiful day?

White trousers, sumi?

Suzi, I'm glad to hear C is doing well.

Woot! Got a big fat unemployment check, and since I've been slow in turning them over I can send my next form in immediately for more. Needed a cash infusion.

Technically, my fellow Americans, you are supporting me. Try to think of it as an arts grant. But at least it's not a corporate giveaway to an oil company!

Technically, my fellow Americans, you are supporting me. Try to think of it as an arts grant.

David, I think most of us would be blissfully happy to support you with arts grants.