I cannot believe how much I have to skip around here after only 5 days of university (this just in: I'll actually study MORE than the previous year. Hello, 52 credit points! [out of total sum of 120. And I already have 51. Yes, I'll end with more credit than I theoretically need, but not practically. The joy of studying in two different faculties, let me tell you about it]).
But.
Erasure. A Little Respect. I'm concerned about the lyrics, and that has nothing to do with respect, since I have little to none.
Yes. That is what disturbing me now, as I collapse to bed and to blessed sleep. Erasure. For some reason, I figured you'd understand.
And I really really weally want to go back 300 posts and read what I've missed this week, so stop talking so much, all of you.
So the last thing I looked at on eBay was the collar Steph linked to.
Imagine Joe's surprise when he pulled up eBay today and got a look at the "Recommendations based on your last viewing".
snerk.
The workshop went well! It started out with technical difficulties, but the audience was pretty receptive and appeared to be learning a lot. Thankfully, I knew a couple people, which made me feel a little more comfortable. With all the questions and discussion, I somehow managed to reach the halfway point way before I usually do, so I actually had to speed through some of the later slides to finish on time. Several people told me they really liked the workshop and it was exactly what they were looking for, so whew.
Tonight I lead a coffee and dessert klatch called "From ABC to The WB: TV Worth Talking About," which will be much less stressful.
Great to hear, P-C. See, we told you that it would rock!
I had physical therapy today with a different therapist than usual, because my usual one is away, so I got to have a whole new round of, "Wow, that's weird."
I had a pretty productive day today -- I edited a bunch of stuff I'm writing and started getting my job applications organized. I think I figured out a system for getting it organized, but I'm going to have to put it together during the weekend, because I think I'm going to need more room to spread out papers and folders than I can have when everybody else is in the office.
If I made jambalaya on Sunday, and it's been in the fridge, should it still be safe to eat?
Yay, P-C!
Hil, I usually follow the three day rule for everything.
Not asshooks. Bondage collars. Hee!!
I'm eating leftover chili (which is even better as leftovers than the day its made), and watching Surprise/Innocence. It never really struck me before how funny it is that Angel wakes up in bed all soul-losing and freaking out, and he's naked (or mostly so), but then the next shot, when he's out in the alley, he's totally dressed, coat and all.
So he stopped in the middle of his soul-losing trauma and GOT DRESSED? Heh.
Okay, but the biting the woman in the alley and then blowing smoke out? AWESOME.
