So, if I went in and said, "I want a choppy shag" - I'd get the look I'm after?
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er, okay. That's funnier in my language, clearly. Heh. Choppy Shag. Heh. That's what happens if you bed Freddy Kreuger.
Aaaanyway, yes - vw, you will be fine. All will be well. Probably. Er. Although now you're freaking me out. But I'm sure you'll be fine.
(As I'm on the 18th floor, I have no qualms about sleeping nekkid on top of the sheets with the french windows to the balcony open - the only things likely to break in and feast on my nubile flesh are mosquitos. And possibly Spiderman. Huh.)
I hope JZ is no longer weeping for the Vegan baby, and I'm glad I didn't hear the story of the Vegan baby. I'm hypothesizing that it may be a want-to-beat-the-parents-with-a-stick kind of story, though.
In faintly related news, my New Kid, who speaks French (but not English or Thai...) has finally started eating. This is very exciting! I was deeply flummoxed and fretful about quite what to do about the whole Not Eating thing. Granted she isn't eating very much, but at least she has consumed
something
(other than her thumb, and a glass of milk) for 3 days in a row now! Hurrah! Also, she can smile! Also, my hilariously bad schoolgirl French is getting the workout of all workouts.
Arguably the best thing about her, though, is that when I was helping her read a very easy wee story book, I had the opportunity to say in my best Oldskool Eddi Izzard manner 'Ou est la singe? Where is the monkey? Oui! La singe est dans l'arbre. The monkey is in the tree.' Which
still
makes me giggle.
Fay, always glad to provide amusement.
Hmmm, what do that call that particular hair style in the UK?
So, if I went in and said, "I want a choppy shag" - I'd get the look I'm after?
Hmmm, what do that call that particular hair style in the UK?
Well, The Times calls it "Unexpected Turbulence." If it's The Guardian, it's "Loose Screw", and if it's The Sun then it's
"PHWOAAR!!"
I had the opportunity to say in my best Oldskool Eddi Izzard manner 'Ou est la singe? Where is the monkey? Oui! La singe est dans l'arbre. The monkey is in the tree.' Which still makes me giggle.
La singe est sur la branche.
La singe est....disparu! Because the monkey would fuck off!
Il fume une pipe....il joue au banjo....il conduit l'autobus....
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Je suis le president du Burundi.
Happy Birthday, Ailleann!
I've got a ton of grading to do. And the professor I'm working with seems to expect it to get done a lot more quickly than I can get it done. But, on the other hand, once this grading is done, I'll be done with everything for this semester. (And, I'll be done with the needy clingy student who's been driving me nuts.)
Happy Birthday, Ailleann!!! I hope you had a great day.
Am home. Am slightly snockered.
Airport run with Big Boss went well. She thinks she has my Program Manager and Contract Manager reined in. Time will tell. She was EXTREMELY supportive and complimentary of the way I have dealt with all this crap. Nice to have my management happy with me.
So darned tired. MUGS to ALL!!!! Glittter and chocolate too!!!
You can choose anything you like for drinking my share, but keep in mind that I really love appletinis. Maybe I should Kristin in charge of drinking those :).
I think I should join Kristin in appletinis, for the good of, well, everyone. Plus, it looks like I have to work Saturday and I've never had one, so it's really perfect, right?
And Fay, if you're still here, or really even if you're not, have I ever told you how much I love you? My day gets better every time I see one of your posts. You're a perfect example of someone being interesting, fun and kind, all at the same time.
