Slept til 7:30, said hell no, rolled over and dozed till 9:15.
Yappy neighbor dog convinced me to get up.
Where're you going, flea? I forgot.
I have coffee, but I used the last of the milk. I gotta go to to the store today, clean my hellhole of an office -- I usually keep it fairly tidy, but the last three weeks of busy have caught up, and I cannot get any work done amidst the piles.
Library, and then writing.
It's very exciting, guys -- I have NOTHING TO GRADE. No essays to grade looming over my head. With the seniors gone, I am getting everything graded AT SCHOOL.
I can't tell you how ususual this is.
Ahhhhhh...
I am so tempted to tuck a tea towel into Spare Cat's collar so it looks like a cape. She will probably bite me if I try, though.
unless you count Bruins West in 2001 (aka. the Colorado Avalanche starring Ray Bourque).
Ha! Oh, I do! That totally counts.
Also, heh: re xkcd. I can't remember what stat I was breaking down to someone the other day and I had to stop all, really, self? But the narrative I built was completely compelling!
I think it was when I found myself expounding on a player's Wednesday performances that I realised I was making stuff up and should just stop looking at numbers.
It's possible to extrapolate the entirety of human truth from those numbers! Okay, or possibly they're completely meaningless and just give us something to talk about during commercial breaks.
Go Mac, with the grades! And mom of Mac with the assist!
flea, when are you leaving? And getting back? I have been awfully remiss on email.
Steph, this was actually quite a mix of ages (including some inexplicable child labor in cheap white fedoras) and quite the assortment of fashion choices, mostly white - I just felt 100% out of place and very self-conscious. Like I said, still parsing.
Kathy, seconding the shrugs and shawls. I mean, it would be nice to be able to find short sleeves, but adding a wrap will widen your choices.
OMG, I have to draw this weekend. Draft submissions for this challenge are on the 1st. I can't believe I spilt soy sauce on one of my pictures. I try and do too many things in too few places. Jesus.
Ganked from DX's LJ: Great, possibly life-saving catch.
That's part of a commercial for Gillette, apparently, and probably fake.
IT'S LIKE CHRISTWIRE ALL OVER AGAIN.
Shrugs are the bomb. They can take a good dress through multiple seasons and levels of formality.
