I'm supposed to deliver you to the Master now. There's this whole deal where I get to be immortal. Are you cool with that?

Xander ,'Lessons'


Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


DCJensen - Jul 13, 2006 4:14:29 am PDT #4078 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

My first class of the day, every day, freshman year of college was Beginning Typing at 7:05 am.

It took a while for my GPA to recover.


Toddson - Jul 13, 2006 4:18:26 am PDT #4079 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

One year in college I had a class at 8:30 ... they put us in a warm room, turned out the lights, and showed slides. Even coffee couldn't always keep me awake.

And, in other news, for PMS sufferers.


§ ita § - Jul 13, 2006 4:24:38 am PDT #4080 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I was okay with making TKD classes at the start of the day. Less so with classes for credit. It wasn't so much a morning thing--I can scatter my sleep pretty easily. However, for some reason I insisted on an elective that was at the same time as tae kwon do. Yeah, didn't quite work out.


Fred Pete - Jul 13, 2006 4:38:35 am PDT #4081 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.

I was once the TA for an 8:00 class. I developed a few strategies, like having breakfast after class. And office hours around 11:00.

Though it was really interesting the day I showed, and the professor didn't.


Calli - Jul 13, 2006 4:38:45 am PDT #4082 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I was one of those freaks who took 8 am classes in college by choice. Well, part of it was strategy. I figured I got a boost in my grade just for showing up and being coherent, which I wouldn't have gotten taking the same class at 2 pm. It helped that I had no social life to speak of.

Then I started doing tech theater and striking sets 'til 2 am. And hanging with the other techies afterward. Until dawn. No more 8 am classes for Calli.

I'm still a morning person, in the sense that no matter how late I stay up, I'll probably be unable to sleep past 6:30 or so. Oh well. It's a nice, quiet world at that time of day.

Roslindale sounds really nifty, vw.


WindSparrow - Jul 13, 2006 4:42:17 am PDT #4083 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I am way too gronkified to be happy listening to little birds chirping.


Lee - Jul 13, 2006 5:03:25 am PDT #4084 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Last night, the fog rolled in with a vengenance here, and even the bird that made Juliana say "WTF was that" at brunch is oddly muffled. It's nice, but my sinuses weren't ready for it, and ow.


JZ - Jul 13, 2006 5:11:53 am PDT #4085 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Just in case Raq is around: Little Nemo is now uploaded into that album, too.


SuziQ - Jul 13, 2006 5:14:36 am PDT #4086 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

matter how late I stay up, I'll probably be unable to sleep past 6:30 or so.

This is me. The F2F proved that point a little to vividly for me.

Lee, the fog is over here too. My morning drive along the beach did not give me my usual view of the city. Shoot, I couldn't even tell where the beach ended and the bay began.

Today is already fucked. We have a tight turn around at work - my report has to be done by next Thursday, 3 days earlier than usual - and Corporate has messed up one of my programs. They are "fixing" it, but don't have an ETA. GAHHHHHHHHHHH.


JZ - Jul 13, 2006 5:37:09 am PDT #4087 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Lee, the fog is over here too. My morning drive along the beach did not give me my usual view of the city. Shoot, I couldn't even tell where the beach ended and the bay began.

Huh. This is apparently an incredibly freak-ass weather day -- I'm looking out the window of the nerd hole in our 24/7/365 fog belt apartment. The back porch is bathed in morning sunlight, the jays in a nearby tree are jabbering, and the sky is Wedgewood blue. This never happens in our neighborhood. Also, if I face west and listen closely, I can hear the foghorns bellowing on the Bay.

eta: Blarg, Suzi. That's wrong and unfair. I don't think your work life has been any better than headdesk for even two consecutive days since I've known you.