EEK! GC, that's a ton of work. Hang in there! You can do it! t does cheer, complete with pom-poms

UM, NO. NO SPORKING OF KRISTINT. HOWEVER IF IT WILL HELP, WE WILL SPORK WHOEVER IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE OMGWTF!TEDIOUS WORK.

You are so very sweet, but alas, you would be sporking me anyway. I decided to use the BBC radio dramatization of Macbeth during the next few weeks as we study the play, and thus had to listen to the entire thing (just under two hours), keep track of specific line cuts, and mark time code for each act and scene. I then decided I should type up the time code for the scenes with notes on edits, and then I realized I needed to find a time math calculator online in order to calculate and record the length of each individual scene and then the overall length of each act.

I was done teaching classes today at 1:25. I just now finished with this epic task and am ded from the tedium.

Thanks, K. Also, no sporks!

I'm still at work.

I think I started around 5:30am. I don't remember.

Hugs, Suzi. I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I've been here since 7. Misery loves company? Snuggles.

I have to move on to doing the line diagram for the system for A Little Night Music. This is a tedious task. I don't want to do it.

::pours the vodka and vermouth, plops in an olive, hands one to all the exhausted bitches::

Cheers!

Today has been LONG, but so far so good with Big Boss. She is in talking and shoveling the @#&*# with the folks who have been causing the static. I'm giving her a ride to the airport when she is done - so I'll get to hear all about it then.

For now, I'm kinda marking time. I got done the deadline work and am just here. Being nice.

You go with your bad self, SuziQ. Way for the inside scoop during the ride!

Happy birthday, Aileann!

Heh - Emmett's doing his homework and Matilda's sitting on the floor looking at him expectantly. He's been making her laugh (just gurning and such) harder than I've ever heard her laugh.

When we were walking in from the car he was carrying her and she was happy and bouncing in his arms.

I said, "She loves her big brother."

He said, "Me love her."

I don't why it was cuter in caveman language but he was definitely sincere. Maybe caveman language is the best way to be schmoopy when you're 10.

Winding down to the end of baseball season here. We had an extra game tonight against a team outside our league. We were clearly a better team so coach had been giving some of the other boys turns at pitching and mixing things up. When last inning was called for time we were up 12-4 and we put in our hot pitcher to finish the night. His first pitch was about 75mph and the entire other team, parents, and umps burst out laughing. The batter jumped and put his hands up in surrender. After a few more 70+ pitches the umpire took the bat and said he wanted a piece of that. It was very good natured and fun and the other team was totally cool with Alex messing around. He doesn't normally throw the heat time after time, but he knew it was only a few pitches.

Also, this drought made for way too much clay dust. I'll be coughing the stuff up for days.