There is, actually, a Skyline in my neighborhood, which probably isn't too far from where Cashmere is right now. Unfortunately, it's cold and dark and (knock wood) she gets to leave tomorrow and go home to her babies.
I could try to hit it on the way to the airport, but it's unlikely. I'll be catching the train from Shaker Square and I'll leave early--probably spending too many hours at the airport for my own comfort.
The weather sucked, but it was lovely to see everyone.
The weather sucked. The company DID NOT suck. Deena, I have a question for you that I'll email you soon.
We buried our Irish Wolfhound's ashes under a bush and it thrived.
You mean the bush, right?
I wonder if the people who live in our old house now have any idea that both yards are the cemetaries for three dogs, three hamsters and assorted gerbils.
There are, along with a variety of cats and dogs, two horses buried in front of my old house.
In less morbid news, I need advice. I am utterly exhausted and would really like to go to sleep. I had planned to try to grade ten more essays, and I suppose if I really focused and pushed through, I could do that. I don't have to get up early; I'm not going into school until late morning since I'm not giving any exams tomorrow. If I do try to push through, though, I'm a little worried that 1) the quality of my grading will suffer and 2) I'll wake up and be insomnia girl for the remainder of the night (which would obviously suck). I've been up and working steadily since six this morning, and I'm pretty wiped. If I don't push through, though, I'm going to have to be a grading demon tomorrow to make up for it. Since I don't have anything else to do
but
grade tomorrow, that might be the better option. Then again, on Wednesday morning, I get 58 final exams to add to the ever-growing pile, so I'm really screwed if I don't finish at least 20 (preferably 25) of these suckers tomorrow. Then again again, my grades aren't due until after winter break, so the pressure to finish all this crap by Friday is purely of my own making. Then again again again, I really don't want a crapload of grading to do over the break.
Clearly, I have issues. Welcome to my brain.
We also all ate some of his ashes.
At least you didn't snort them. My BFF wants to be cremated, and have some of her ashes put into the punch, then have everyone do a toast with the punch. I told her that I am not eating or drinking anything at her funeral that did not come out of a sealed package.
Kristen, go to sleep. You'll do a better (and faster) job of grading after you've slept.
I told her that I am not eating or drinking anything at her funeral that did not come out of a sealed package.
Heh. Yeah, I would do the same, in your shoes.
I think I have decided that I need to sleep.
x-post: Thanks, aurelia. Great minds, and all.
Once is not too much to ask, erika.
Sleep well, Kristin. You'll get all the grading done in good time.
At least you didn't snort them.
I didn't. I'm not sure nobody did.
Got and backflung. Cashmere, you know the train goes right under the airport, right? It comes out near baggage claim. I'd come get you but I'm betting that's in the midst of getting people off to school/work time.
I know I'm missing stuff. I tried to catch up but I'm so tired these days I fell asleep at 1500 posts left to go. I am reading when I can and sending lots of vibes and yays, though.
Yeah, that's it---The Body of An American.
Real highlight of Season(Is it two or three?) Ray Cole's wake.
The real producer died, so the mourning was real.
So I just finished Slings and Arrows.
