~ma for Max.

Yay for Kate P.!

I'm supposed to upload stuff to our blackboard site for a class that meets tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. for the first time, but I'm paralyzed with not caring. Also, my other two co-instructors haven't uploaded anything either, so I think it's catching. We're going to be a lively bunch tomorrow.

On the not-caring, see also: vacuuming, composting, dusting, putting together TV stand, clearing off TiVo, paying bills, putting away laundry, putting clean sheets on the guest bed. I appear to be having some sort of minor breakdown that involves staring into space a lot (work version) and updating my delicious links obsessively (home version). I need to turn back into the old neurotic me soon, otherwise I'm not going to recognize myself.

Also, while I'm bitching about my boss, I've just inherited one of his former files. It's about 3-4 inches of paperwork, none of which except the initial contract is hole-punched and filed. It's literally a stack of paper. WHY???

Edna St. Vincent Millay wrote a letter to a friend upon the death of her husband, and it was something like "How much I wish I could be there with you, to just sit quietly for the space of a cup of tea."

Facebook is suggesting I friend Jane Bennet, as in the character from Pride and Prejudice. Weird.

It's about 3-4 inches of paperwork, none of which except the initial contract is hole-punched and filed. It's literally a stack of paper. WHY???

Ohh, fun!

No, not really. I mean, it is for me. I find sorting and monitoring spreadsheets with billions of data fun and zen. As long as it's other people's data, that is. But I see how it's not fun for other people.

amyth, if you'd like I could come over and watch TiVo stuff with you for a while. Or, you know, just be a person hanging out. I don't promise to be too lively, but I'm up to slounging on your new sofa while archived Stephen Colbert comments on the world.

That sounds awesome, Calli. See Natter, re: my offer to buy you drugs.

Stephanie, your boss sounds like a complete ass or incompetent, possibly both. Good luck finding another job.

I agree, but it looks so weird. Not just because of what I'm accustomed to (because I always have to think about it) but because the comma just sort of dangles when its outside an endquote.

Given that putting the comma in the quotes looks weird to me (just as the serial comma looks to me like the author has a stammer), I'm going with, it is just what one is accustomed to. 

No response from her. Zero.

Yeah, that's a sucky (lack of) response. I'm sorry, Steph. 

First off, Kate, I'm so happy for you! I had no idea the wedding was so soon--congrats!

In less happy news, I got a bill from the hospital today. Apparently the July gall bladder surgery that started this whole nightmare has a copay of $1500, which we now owe. So much for having a job with benefits so I don't have to worry about going to the hospital when we need to.