I love the Discovery song beyond all reason. Thank heaven for it, and the Matt dancing. Some days that and my fingernails make the difference between here and not, you know?
I know it sucks, Erin, but Monday is the better part of valour. Hold on, girl. You'll get through it.
vw, your doggie exploits are kinda fascinating. Plus, a trouble-fomentor named Iris? Is just absurd. (Right, Sox?)
I can add the requisition to the form I already filled out, so I won't have to redo the entire thing. THANK GOD.
Well, thank Pete for small favors. No, not that Pete. The metaphorical non-existant sort of Pete. As it were. (Hi, Pete!) You're a much better person than I, PK, 'cause I think as much as you're hating this class, in your shoes, I'd just respond, "Well, since technically I'm not employed by you, then I'm not teaching your classes any more. Please see my requisition for payment for services rendered to date. Thank you, and have a lovely tomorrow." But then I'm a bitter old cow, so, you might muster a bit more tolerance than I for their hopeless muddle of cluelessness.
Yay for Teddy's counts, and his presence still among us! Go, kitty. Way to defy the odds!
Wait. There's a smonster AND a calli back on b.org? Dooood. Sweeeeet. And Hi!
Thanks for all the good wishes. It's one of those anniversaries that end in zero, so you know, milestone. I'm taking him for crab legs for dinner. That'll put a smile on his face for sure.