Skipping to ask: when emailing a professor for the first time, do I start the email with "Dear Dr. X", or just "Dr. X,"?
Edit: nevermind now, but thanks.
Dawn: I feel safe with you. Spike: Take that back!
'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Shir - Oct 21, 2009 10:21:16 pm PDT #27421 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 22, 2009 3:03:47 am PDT #27422 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Calm~ma for Hil, and best of luck with job-searching and dissertation-writing. I know I'm not at your level, but I have an unhelpful (and often obstructive) dissertation supervisor too, so I can relate. Much job~ma for you.
I'm skimming on account of still being determined to finish this dissertation chapter sometime before the Apocalypse. (Though I have discovered the assistive technology area of the library at the university whose facilities I'm borrowing. Cue much excitement and remembering how great it is to have everything read to me in a Sat Nav voice.) Health~ma and job~ma to all those that need it.
billytea - Oct 22, 2009 3:22:52 am PDT #27423 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Just finished giving the little man his late-night feed. I pick him up out of his bassinette and hold him up high, he takes one look at me and spits up right in my face. Well played, tiny person. Well played.
Barb - Oct 22, 2009 3:27:12 am PDT #27424 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I pick him up out of his bassinette and hold him up high, he takes one look at me and spits up right in my face.
Y'know, I got to "hold him up high" and didn't need to read any further. I just knew what words were about to follow.
billytea - Oct 22, 2009 3:30:57 am PDT #27425 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Y'know, I got to "hold him up high" and didn't need to read any further. I just knew what words were about to follow.
To be fair, I could see "peed in my face" as a viable end to that story.
Barb - Oct 22, 2009 3:38:51 am PDT #27426 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
bt, new(ish) parent though you may be, I don't see you as quite clueless enough at this point to do something so obviously asking for trouble.
billytea - Oct 22, 2009 3:55:29 am PDT #27427 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
bt, new(ish) parent though you may be, I don't see you as quite clueless enough at this point to do something so obviously asking for trouble.
You'd think, wouldn't you? But he does so enjoy the flying baby game, it doesn't seem right to tell him bathtime means he's grounded.
WindSparrow - Oct 22, 2009 3:55:38 am PDT #27428 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Oh, people make tactical errors all the time, even clueful ones.
ETA: Or should I say, people, even clueful ones, make tactical errors all the time.
P.S. I haz teh gronk.
Jessica - Oct 22, 2009 4:16:51 am PDT #27429 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Well played, tiny person. Well played.
They are here to replace us, you know.
DCJensen - Oct 22, 2009 4:47:42 am PDT #27430 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Well played, tiny person. Well played.
They are here to replace us, you know.
It's the circle of spit up.