Night shift, sorry for deserting you - had to proofread and print that (yeah, same) proposal. Now all is left is 8 copies of the proposal, 5 copies of relevant unpublished papers, binding the 8 copies, and delivering them to the appropriate bureaucracy people. Which I was not supposed to do, but probably will replace the person who is doing some it right now so that she can go pick her kids on time.

And then I have to teach today, as well. Oh, and a blind date this evening. And all I wanna do right now is go cuddle in my big blanket at home and have soup and a book I know by heart to read. Oh, well. There will always be chocolate.

[Edited a few hours later, because I couldn't begin a post with "cerial" when lacking both breakfast and lunch:

It's delivered and done. Did you know you have to be a good athlete in order to hand in a research grant application? I had to both run and carry heavy stuff all over the place. Which was a nice refreshment after the whole sitting-in-just-the-one-place-for-hours-on-end, but a bit unexpected.

As the (very nice) bureaucracy person said then he got the 17-thousand copies of stuff, when I asked him to look and make sure it's all OK: "You don't want me to look. If I find a mistake, it's too late for you to fix it anyway, right? So it's better if I just don't look". And he was totally right. It's like comparing answers after an exam is finished, which I don't wanna ever do either, no matter how stressed are the people around me to hear what I've got. It's out of my hands now. Literally, since it was quite heavy to carry around.

And now, the lesson. At least there's no heavy-lifting there. And, of course, chocolate. And an orange! It's not the best lunch, but at least it has some value other than it being chocolate.]

::waves sadly to Nilly, now gone for hours and stuff::

Project Restore is now very nearly complete -- I've restored all but 52 out of 2634 music (or podcast) files. Not too shabby, even if it took hours of work... and a bunch of those 52 missing are from two CDs that I believe are at work. Hooray!

Theo! If you look at the time of my edit, you'd see that in fact I just came back.

But I'm gone again in half an hour or so to teach. So you're predicting the future!

It seems so wrong for you to be having to teach on a Sunday, but then you live in TopsyTurvyLand where Sunday is Very Really Monday. Me, I'm sooo glad it's Sunday here, because I've got a touch of the same headache that's been plaguing me on and off since Thursday. Stupid sinuses! You'd think they don't like really cold, really dry air.

Not that it's quite as cold as it was - we've progressed from the single digits on Friday to high 20s today, and -- gasp! -- we might actually sneak above freezing today.

on work conference call. ugh.

the stuff that no one had time to walk through with us on Thurs or Fri ended up having issues. SURPRISE. I could see that coming with my butt.

Oh, knitters -- I know there's a couple on the board -- will especially want to check out this YouTube animation clip from Finland. But enjoyment of it will not be limited to knitters, I promise you:

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Yay for being done with the proposal, Nilly! I definitely feel your pain -- I just came across some pictures people took of me at an old job, putting the final label on the final envelope of a set of government proposals that barely fit into one paper box. Luckily, we had a dolly to roll it on, and actually, someone else ran it to the government office, but I spent a full day just running the copier for that badboy. Ugh!

Thanks, Corwood! I'm an HBO-by-Netflix watcher, so realtime threads are verboten for me.

Found an OC version that's not malware. They made an Oldboy ref in the teaser! That's all sorts of geeky.

It seems so wrong for you to be having to teach on a Sunday, but then you live in TopsyTurvyLand where Sunday is Very Really Monday

It took me forever to realize that all the "I hate Monday" songs refer to what is known here as "Sunday Bummer-ness" (um, that's a bad translation to a slang word, of course, coming from the military, as so many of the Israeli slang words do).

And it seemed definitely wrong when I had to TA on Fridays (we're not as strict about our Fridays as a weekend day, because we're quite extremely strict about Saturdays).

I spent a full day just running the copier for that badboy

In the I-need-to-do-it-myself-ot-it-won't-get-done-properly spirit, the person who ran the coppier for the proposal did indeed make a mistake. Luckily, it was the easy-to-fix kind of mistake, of photocopying several pages twice (and messing up the order), not the run-to-photocopy-again and risk-being-late kind, so that was not that much of a problem.

When I showed my PhD supervisor the whole thing and he said "so now you're taking it to the Bureaucracy place?" I had to sheepishly admit that my arms are not large enough to carry all the copies, and another student went along with me. I could lift the weight, that was not the problem. But every bag we put the copies in got torn, and I couldn't just wrap my arm around them because, well, not enough arm length.

I need to switch my mind off work before I go out on a blind date tonight. I have about 15 minutes before I have to leave. What should I do? [Edit: Ha! The question answered itself. The time it took me to type this, while not 15 minutes, shortened the time left for anything else, so there you go.]

Hi, Nilly!