A dance to the sound of the printer working.

Oh, I've done that dance.

There is no sound to the burning of CDs with the completed work. That is somewhat less satisfying.

t joins hands with Jesse and sarameg in a dance

t We don't look like the Trio from BtVS' "The Storyteller", though

My printer dance looks like an angry troll throwing a fit. Because if I'm dancing before a printer, it is pissing me off.

I like hearing rain on my skylight....

okay, I'm watching MTV -- True Life "I'm Uncomfortable with my New Body" about two people who had weight reduction surgery and are having a hard time getting used to their "new" bodies and I swear the guy they are featuring is the son of my friend's old daycare provider in Brooklyn. Random.

This could open a whole new field of household-items physics. Next: the width of couches and of staircases in which they are supposed to go through

Ha! Seriously! I always think it's my spatial disability that gets me but really it's PHYSICS out to get me!

And with that, I'm off home. It's even going to still be dark outside for thirty minutes or so!

But not before I thank you guys for tonight. Whenever I have to pull through something and the toughest part is the being-completely-alone-at-night, even just the very knowledge that I'm, indeed, *not* alone, and not just not alone, but with *you*, whom I miss so much lots and lots (not a typo!), is wonderful, in and of itself. And actually getting to post with you may indeed be what's keeping me on the proper side of feeling ridiculously sorry for myself. Not to mention, lots of fun. Thank you thank you thank you!

Kat, believe it or not, my daughter's counselor is suggesting that she do the honors transfer program at the JC near us because it's less stress than a 4-year, she can knock out her remaining classes in one year and transfer as a junior so

I think this may be true in a non-recession, no budget cuts, easy to get into classes at a CC time, but it's just not true now. One of the valedictorians' sister has been doing the 2 year program at Valley CC for 3 years now. And she also graduated at the top of her class? Why? Because she can't get into the classes she needs.

HOT DAMNED! I warned the folk about possible delays. Data came in early. But head guy got his data already. Everything worked. I get gold stars for catching the glitch and that the glitch didn't matter!

Yay, sarameg!

Nice going, sara!

Oh, Sue! I have one episode left to listen to in How to Think about Science. I can't swear I was paying attention to every moment, but it has been fascinating so far. I can't believe they dealt with morphogenetic fields--I thought those were sci fi.

Interesting stuff.

20-odd down, 1 to go.

I'm bouncing around the BBC site and subscribing to random things that won't last. But being home most of the day--even the vaunted US TV lineup gets boring once you've watched all of the NCIS/CSI episodes, and L&O is hit and miss.

It's just occurred to me how clumsily I bounded my prime number algorithm in the programming test. I am such an idiot. Someone should take away my Computer Science degree. But I did make sure to tell them I coded for a web-based discussion board, and NSM with the number crunching.

Fruit smoothie:

I would totally name a son of mine Gaël. I love watching him play. His face is so open, it's hard not to get caught up in his emotions. But there's pretty much no one I will root for over Federer. I want him to stack up as many records as possible, and him going for 20 straight Slam semifinals (next highest is 10--commentators opine we won't see the like again in our lifetimes. But they're old) is definitely a record I wanted to see him make. And in the 19 semis he's made, he's won 16 of them. They're talking so much more nicely and awestruckly about him now that Nadal is out (yesterday's news, not today's match).