I'm in a Very Redundant class. I wonder when we'll learn something new.

Yeah, I've had that with one of my units this semester, a prereq I was obliged to take. (Did the exam yesterday.) I seriously learned nothing useful that I didn't already know. (I did, however, wind up tutoring three Chinese students, which may be useful if I try to get a job in teaching/training.)

Blarg. I'm feeling borderline okay, but it's variable. I may go in to work and see how things go. I'll give myself the option of taking a half sick-day.

The thing that's got me fretting is that I'm supposed to go to a concert tonight (Bruce Hornsby) with one of my co-workers. If there were multiple other people going with her, I would definitely bail. But since it's just me, I'd feel odd bailing on short notice. If I were feeling absolutely horrible, I would absolutely ditch, but I'm kind of borderline and may feel perfectly fine by this evening.

Again, thank you all for your sympathy and advice. I appreciate it more than I can say.

Anne, I hope your day goes well. Could you talk to the co-worker and let her know that your attendance is iffy, and give her the chance to find someone else to go to the concert - no hard feelings if she does knowing you might miss it even though you feel perfectly fine?

I need coffee.

Gronklies. I've got PT this morning. Don't wanna. I want to go back to bed.

their inferiority complex in the field of social sciences

I sense we are going to be taking opposite views on the awesomeness or otherwise of sociology for a long, long time.

But, ugh, statistics. They make me and the Baby Jesus cry, yes they do.

Continued health~ma, Anne.

My dissertation has pretty much everything written up except, um, results. Which isn't as bad as it sounds, as this study has turned out to be an exercise in how hard it is to get results in the context I was researching. But I'm at the word limit without having written up the results I do have. I'm going to have to do a hatchet job on a couple of thousand words from another section. This is probably going to feel like cutting off my own arm.

Cereal

I've got PT this morning. Don't wanna. I want to go back to bed.

Ooh, I know that feeling. Good luck. (I've got my annual course of PT coming up early in 2010. Not desperately looking forward to it. I'm also getting hydrotherapy though! Love that.)

I hate it when your friends don't act like, ya know, adults.

My friend N asked me at my Halloween party if I wanted to go to the midnight showing of New Moon. I said I didn't know cause I was a)drunk and b)might be getting a little old for all the midnight showings I may want to partake in. N then shamed me into going with her. So we're going tonight, N bought the tickets, she's picking me up.

I had also told our frind J that her and I would go see a matinee because hello? New Moon. I will see it a couple of times, I am that mother. I just got a call from J's husband telling me that I've hurt J's feelings and please either include her tonight or explain to her why she wasn't invited to the midnight showing tonight. @@@@@@@@

I'm just buying her a ticket and asking her to go tonight instead of explaining to her that I have other friends and I don't have to do every living thing with her at every given moment. @@@@@@@@

Aims, she had her husband call you? Seriously?

I just got a call from J's husband telling me that I've hurt J's feelings

This right here? If you're old enough to have a husband, you're old enough to tell your friends directly how you feel.

Aims, you're very nice to do that.

(pause)

I would not have had kind words for that husband. I might not have had nasty words, depending on circumstances, but definitely no kind words.