I'm beginning to suspect that 2008 is going to be my year of the universe's petty revenge.
Oh shrift, I hope not!
Xander, don't speak Latin in front of the books!
Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Gadget_Girl - Jan 06, 2008 3:24:25 pm PST #1210 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".
shrift - Jan 06, 2008 3:35:21 pm PST #1211 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Oh shrift, I hope not!
It's only been six days, so I'm not going to call it just yet, but I'm giving 2008 the stink eye.
ChiKat - Jan 06, 2008 3:38:13 pm PST #1212 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I have to go back to work tomorrow. I don't think I want to just yet. I'm ready to start on the musical, but I don't want to teach classes. They're just a distraction to doing the play!
Jesse - Jan 06, 2008 3:40:29 pm PST #1213 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I feel like crap, and may not go to work tomorrow, but I really feel like I should, since 2/3 of my staff is coming back after two weeks off and we should check in! I guess I can email and stuff. Bleh.
Dana - Jan 06, 2008 4:01:37 pm PST #1214 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Oh, the new American Gladiators is on. AWESOME.
ChiKat - Jan 06, 2008 4:03:03 pm PST #1215 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I feel like crap, and may not go to work tomorrow, but I really feel like I should, since 2/3 of my staff is coming back after two weeks off and we should check in! I guess I can email and stuff. Bleh.
This type of situation is exactly what email was made for, IMO. You can stay home in warm slippers and a fuzzy robe and still check in with your staff. Done. Besides, you don't want to infect your coworkers.
Jesse - Jan 06, 2008 4:04:22 pm PST #1216 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yeah, that's what I'll do. Ooh, especially now that we have Outlook Exchange or whatever and I can have actual access to everything, as opposed to the crap-ass webmail we were using until last month.
Gadget_Girl - Jan 06, 2008 4:06:03 pm PST #1217 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".
I don't want to teach classes. They're just a distraction to doing the play!
EXACTLY! If only my administration would realize that.
We go back to work tomorrow. We are doing 'team development' tomorrow morning. For some reason 'Draconian Dictator' thought it would be great for the faculty and staff to go to the local bowling lanes from 8:30-12:30 tomorrow. We are having breakfast and lunch there and are supposed to 'bond' while we bowl and play pool. The afternoon and Tuesday will be spent in our classrooms getting everything ready for the kids to return on Wednesday.
My stage manager and a few selected crew will be in at 12:30 tomorrow to work on set stuff. Tuesday kids will be in for rehearsal and additional tech work. Districts are in less than a month. There is so much to do. Cycling back to the statement that classes just get in the way of working on the play.
§ ita § - Jan 06, 2008 4:11:51 pm PST #1218 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Getting caught in that second geyser is pure nightmare material.
Back from solo ER visit. I wish my psychological makeup allowed me to accept more help, but if things were that easy, there'd be no money in the psy-s.
Can you believe no one ever asked me how much pain I was in? Suddenly I was living bits of that article you posted, tommy. I mean, race aside. I think.
No one asked how much pain I was in, no one could agree on what meds I'd been given or remained to be given, or how much (and even when they discovered they were contradicting each other, no one came back and told me the right answer).
It's okay. Calm and cleansing breaths, plus applesauce for dinner. And lots and lots of recorded TV.
Jesse - Jan 06, 2008 4:16:01 pm PST #1219 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I wish I could send you my aunts' homemade applesauce, but I don't think it would survive the trip.