Just 9 more minutes (also, why is it 9 minutes and not a good round 10 or 15? I can't do math in the morning)

something about the technology at the time, I think. And then, once they could fix it, everyone was used to nine minutes.

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Why would I want something waking me up more than once? It's bad enough that I have to get out of bed in the first place -- I don't want inanimate objects nagging me to do so.

I am as one with Sparky on this. I have trained myself to get right up when the alarm goes off, that way I can set it as late as possible. I also don't like the freaky, disorienting fall-back-asleep morning dreams, so that's another incentive to get up.

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Cass: Dry heat and ignorant hooples. Monsoons start in July...I'm afraid hooples are forever. I wish being stuck here meant I belonged. Sigh.

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Hee! If I were Boss of Everyone, there would be scheduled naptime for everyone.

If Jilli hadn't already had my vote, this woulda clinched it for sure.

I, on the other hand, have turned into one of those people who have to set the alarm early, so I can push snooze several times, and away from my bed, so that I actually have to get out of bed to turn it off, so that I don't just turn it off without actually waking.

libkitty is me. I may even start blaming Juneau.

And why is it when Jilli uses that "my friend finds you attractive and charming and you should get together for coffee" thing it seems like a perfectly sensible and reasonable course of action, but if she offered to do it for me, my brain would explode in mortification and I would pass out from the sudden rush of all the blood in my body rushing to my cheeks?

Just looking over the syllabus for the class I have committed to completing this summer (Principles of Information Systems). My brain exploded again. About 4 chapters, 4 quizzes, 2 sets of homework answers per week. And a couple of bigger long-term projects. And this first week is short because it started midweek, yet has just as much work. (And tomorrow's my birfday! I dowanna do stinky homework on my birfday!) Someone please assure me that I can totally handle this. Because...gaaah!

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"Insta-Glam" - I want some of that too. Perhaps in the shower - just turn on the shower and there you go -- no matter what you wear or what you do to your hair - you will look fantastic.

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(Note the asscaps of mock-sternness there. Cower before them! ... Why are you giggling at me?)

It's ... allergies?

And why is it when Jilli uses that "my friend finds you attractive and charming and you should get together for coffee" thing it seems like a perfectly sensible and reasonable course of action, but if she offered to do it for me, my brain would explode in mortification and I would pass out from the sudden rush of all the blood in my body rushing to my cheeks?

Oh, totally sensible and reasonable when it's for someone else.

Dry heat and ignorant hooples. Monsoons start in July...I'm afraid hooples are forever.

I can't believe I don't remember when monsoons start even anymore. But, yeah, hooples are forever. And not in a good way.

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Hee! If I were Boss of Everyone, there would be scheduled naptime for everyone.

See, in this we are as one. But you'd give calm, rational convincing reasons for the naps, while I was standing around yelling, "WHAT PART OF MANDATORY DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?"

(I'd clearly be yelling on account of needing a nap, and possibly a snack.)

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I approve of Jilli as Boss of Everyone. She'd find me a really hot girlfriend, I know she would.

And why is it when Jilli uses that "my friend finds you attractive and charming and you should get together for coffee" thing it seems like a perfectly sensible and reasonable course of action, but if she offered to do it for me, my brain would explode in mortification and I would pass out from the sudden rush of all the blood in my body rushing to my cheeks?

Well, this past weekend, two people told me this girl has a crush on me, and would be totally into stuff. But that's not the impression I've gotten from HER, so I had to be like "Um, that's cool and all, but until SHE flirts back or encourages me to kiss her, I'm not gonna just take your word for it..."

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I totally approve of Jilli as Boss of Everything.

(And tomorrow's my birfday! I dowanna do stinky homework on my birfday!)

Happy happies, Epic!!! And, if you MUST do homework tomorrow, plan another day that is your observed birthday day and celebrate then, too.

Someone please assure me that I can totally handle this.

You totally can handle it because you're smart and you've got the determination even when it seems you don't.

Hi, my Bitches!! Am back from the wilds of Tennessee and have missed seeing your fonts.

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She'd find me a really hot girlfriend, I know she would.

You're damn right I would. Come to Seattle, we'll find you cute girls.

Someone please assure me that I can totally handle this.

You can totally handle this. Take a few deep breaths and you'll feel better.

but if she offered to do it for me, my brain would explode in mortification and I would pass out from the sudden rush of all the blood in my body rushing to my cheeks?

Because you might be the center of attention? I mean, I understand why people's brains would explode in mortification about this sort of thing, but really, isn't a short bout of mortification and blushing better than NOT KNOWING and being all bashful and stuff?

(Of course, this is where I am compelled to remind all of you that I haven't had to worry about dating and asking someone out for, oh, almost 12 years now.)

But you'd give calm, rational convincing reasons for the naps, while I was standing around yelling, "WHAT PART OF MANDATORY DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?"

I'd give calm, rational reasons for a bit, and then resort to "Because I Say So. Shut Up And Take Your Nap, Do Not Argue With Me." Which, while imperious, is not the same as calm.

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