I discovered this morning that he understands "Where are the penguins?" in Chinese. My son!

This is truly something to celebrate. I don't know how to say this in Chinese!

Awww, Ryan!

Oh, Pix and ND, you got the chocolates - great!

Oh, Pix and ND, you got the chocolates - great!

Yes, thank you! So thoughtful of you. It made our day.

(BTW, pix & ND? Mom says that the puppy is very cute.)

YAY! She is amazingly cute. I'll be glad when she grows out of the nippy stage, though.

I've been meaning to comment on everything for a couple of days, and I'm sure I'm going to miss something, so bear with me.

sj, that place looks amazing for your wedding! Billytea, much love and support to Wallybee and her other family. Ginger, that's horrific. Fuck cancer and much love to you and yours. Also much love to Laura and DH on the loss of his mother. P-C, I'm sorry to hear about your brother's situation, though I agree it's nsm surprising as just plain upsetting.

And in general, much love to my blinvisible family for being awesome.

sj, that place looks amazing for your wedding! Billytea, much love and support to Wallybee and her other family. Ginger, that's horrific. Fuck cancer and much love to you and yours. Also much love to Laura and DH on the loss of his mother. P-C, I'm sorry to hear about your brother's situation, though I agree it's nsm surprising as just plain upsetting.

And in general, much love to my blinvisible family for being awesome.

Can't say it better than the sexy teacher lady, so I'll just nod and point. Wish I had morebetter words.

I discovered this morning that he understands "Where are the penguins?" in Chinese. My son!

It's probably the sentence he's heard most often, along with "Where are the echidnas" and "Who's a little naked mole rat?"

I am awake because Mr Peabody decided he had an urgent need to dig a hole in the midst of the cucumbers at 4 a.m. At this point, I think trying to drag him out of there would do more harm than good. He's digging one of his straight-to-China holes, as big around as his head and more than a foot deep so far. I hope he dispatches that vole or chipmunk soon and the cucumbers survive.

clowns are eating my brain. or more acurately stuff i can't do anything about until next tuesday is chasing itself in my brain

I think I need to put my brain in a jar before I go to bed at night

But I might forget it in the morning

Go to bed, beth. We'll tell you where you put it, and hide it from the evil clown.

making the attempt now

So. Takes a deep breath

I just sent an email to lecturers of some course, with a copy to the head of the class. Said course suffered, IMHO, unjustified attacks over and over by some of the people I refer to as my "clueless classmates" every so often. [in class I mean sociology and anthropology. in course I mean a specific course of the class]

I can't even remember if I posted about their ignorance before, but what happened in that specific class was so gross that I couldn't remain silent about it. To sum it up, the lecturers have been accused of being "mean and unprofessional" because after explaining the same point for over 3-4 times in different words and examples, they simply said "try to follow, maybe you'll understand by the context" to students who didn't bother to read the articles throughout the year. After they've seen their grades, they started hollering. They hollered so loud it filled my email with "this is soooooooo unfair what a stuuuuupid class" emails.

So I had to say something. It was a course I mostly enjoyed (though yes, one of the lectures was mostly dreary - but as always, I bring books and papers to read to every class which takes place in a hall of over 80 people, so I can read without being spotted - so it didn't bother me much), and I had one of the most brilliant lectures I ever had the pleasure to study from.

So I did. And this is the first time I initiate such a thing - I might be known as a Critical Bitch, but I save it to classes (as in, places I'm expected to speak out my opinion in).

So yeah. Deep breath. And God help me if this will get published among my classmates (they already know my opinions, some knew I was about to send my own opinion about it, but nobody, including yours truly, knew how harsh - both of the class as a whole and both of my fellow students - my critique will be).

Update: huh. The head of the class suggested to the B.A. adviser (who wasn't an addressee of my email, but his) to take my words into a message to new students of next year.