Blargh. I just worked an 11-hour day. Now I want pad thai and I have none. There are several Thai places near the university, but none of them deliver to the town where I live. And the reason I had to stay late today was because my students had an evening exam. (I also had to come in early this morning because one of my students wanted to go over some questions, and that was the time she had free.) So that means that tomorrow will be yet another long day of grading.
Seems like everyone's got a tale to tell.
Mal ,'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Hil R. - Mar 29, 2011 4:48:35 pm PDT #18629 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Vortex - Mar 29, 2011 5:16:49 pm PDT #18630 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
(I also had to come in early this morning because one of my students wanted to go over some questions, and that was the time she had free.)
Honey, you're doing it wrong. It's about when YOU have time free, not them.
Maria - Mar 29, 2011 5:48:00 pm PDT #18631 of 30000
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Erin, that's good news. Continued~ma for the entire family.
Boo hiss on painful and/or long days for Bitches. We all need a break.
Steph, I just don't even know what to say to that email. I wish cluesticking didn't have to be done in person to be effective. Girly parts~ma for you as well.
Hil, Vortex is wise. Don't let them walk all over you.
And because I keep forgetting, but it still deserves congratulations.... Pix, I'm so proud of you. Congrats on becoming department chair!
Zenkitty - Mar 29, 2011 7:06:01 pm PDT #18632 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
smonster, how are you feeling? I don't want to wake you in the morn if you're not going to work.
erin_obscure - Mar 29, 2011 7:13:32 pm PDT #18633 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
Step aWAY from WebMD. That site never brings me anything by paranoia and near-hypochondriac levels of anxiety.
WindSparrow - Mar 29, 2011 7:36:15 pm PDT #18634 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.
Remember what I said about cats snuggling up on top of each other's noses? Sammie is pretty much lying on Harvey's head (and not in the fun, Monty Python way). He's still breathing but I'm not entirely certain that Sammie doesn't want to smother him. He's always pushing her out of her warm spot to take it himself.
WindSparrow - Mar 29, 2011 7:42:02 pm PDT #18635 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.
Sadly, Sammie just discovered that lying on top of Harvey's head just gives him easier access for biting her belly.
DavidS - Mar 29, 2011 8:22:52 pm PDT #18636 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Sadly, Sammie just discovered that lying on top of Harvey's head just gives him easier access for biting her belly.
That's not sad; that's justice. Take that, smotherator.
WindSparrow - Mar 29, 2011 8:49:57 pm PDT #18637 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.
That's not sad; that's justice. Take that, smotherator.
Looks like they've made up: They are snuggled up again, in a heart-shape, with their heads smished together at the point. Harvey's out like a light, and Sammie just gave a death-glare for making too much noise scootching my chair around.
Shir - Mar 29, 2011 9:23:51 pm PDT #18638 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
I'm gonna hijack this thread to rant for a second.
So, here's my problem: I'm doing and handling TONS of amazing things and projects, and I know I'm supposed to be grateful for it. But it feels like not much of it is fun anymore. Even if it's a challenge, unless it's intellectual one - I'm just somewhat "meh" about it all. It's all "oh look, another challenge (as in "another thing to handle"). I can either handle it or not". But most of the excitement is gone.
WTF is wrong with me? People will kill for some of the things I'm doing right now. But sadly, some of those things I'm doing right now just don't feel this fucking great anymore.