Oh, I'm sorry things are tough with your mom right now, Kat. That's the last thing you need. I know I've seen how hard things with our kids can be on my mother, because she's not only worried about them, she's worried about me, too. And the only time I came close to having in-law problems with Scott's mom was when Ben was brand new.

I think grandmothering is fraught with all kinds of emotion, and right now is such an emotional time for your whole family, particularly you. I hope your mom gets past this quickly. You need to feel loved and supported, and to not have to worry about one more person.

When there's something bigger and more important going on, I tend to do whatever I have to to smooth things over, and make the hurt feelings go away, because it is easier for me that way. It's the wimp's way out, but both of our families are always there for us and very cool about everything under most circumstances, so it's a small price to pay.

Excellent find Theodosia! Maybe I should clean my desk more often.

I'm sorry Kat. I hope she gets over it quickly. Tell her you'll shake the earth a bit more if she keeps it up.

Man, in the next cube over I can hear neo-con!coworker going on and on about Communism and how the country's going to hell, and I'm really restraining myself from killing her. UGH.

Some days coffee is Just Not Enough.

This morning my bus stop was plastered with signs reading: Delta Kappa Epsilon: GI Joes and Barbie Hoes Party - Guys Wear Camo, Girls Wear Pink. Taking place Friday night.

I have this great fantasy of midnight Friday rolling around and the frat section is a sea of camo, no pink anywhere.

Kat, I hope everything chills ASAP. And not in the frosty sense.

Man, a couple nights ago I dreamt I slept with Drew Barrymore. Who's apparently killer in the sack. Last night I dreamt I was raped (luckily I was spared the details in the dream) and got revenge by setting afire the homes of everyone who knew what was going on. And then the town whore tried to kick my ass because she thought I was encroaching on her territory.

Oddly there was a "happy" ending, but I don't know what it was.

Mornings are getting weird. I have to remind myself of my address to settle what's reality and what's not.

I fell asleep on the train this morning and dreamed that people kept coming up to my desk telling me everything I did was wrong.

fuckin subconscious.

Also, there was an earthquake 30 minutes ago. Luckily I was already awake to pump milk and got to feel it.

Huh. I wonder if that explains at least part of the utterly crap night of sleep I got.

Kat, very sorry about the mini-kerfuffle with your mom.

msbelle, I feel your pain. My subconscious has spent this entire week torturing me with anxiety dreams. I'm ready to consider ritual sacrifice to appease the sleep gods at this point.

Sara! Did you like last week's Unit?

I really didn't like the coin thing. I'm OK with Tiffy & Mack's dramarama, but am not amused by unrealistic stupid. And that whole storyline was. And the point was? Ditto the whole real estate boondoggle earlier. It's superfluous.

Kat, I hope you mom woke up at least at 18...

Man, in the next cube over I can hear neo-con!coworker going on and on about Communism and how the country's going to hell, and I'm really restraining myself from killing her. UGH.

Why the fuck does a neo-con still obsess about Communism? Is she sentimental for the good old days, when Communism was a straightforward enemy?

No. Mom woke at 16. She's decided to leave tonight and not next monday. Her rational is that everyone here is stable (which is kinda true). I have apologized again to no avail. Sigh.

This is punishment for the years I was a sullen teen, isn't it?