Thank heavens I am friends with a bunch of ants, because I am a total grasshopper WRT to this storm.

I love this turn of phrase!

I am watching Weather Channel constantly and worrying for my friends and their families and pets in the path of the storm. May Isaac turn out to be "just" a TS.

I have my meeting with the SO's trainer this evening, and I am freaking terrified. But I am trying to live a new life. I've been pretty consistent with getting up earlier and getting to bed earlier, although I still zonk out in the afternoon, whether or not I actually nap. Which is not good because that will be the time I need to be at my peak for afterschool, but we'll see how the routine settles in once we're actually in school.

Right now I am drowning (drowning, I tell you!) in receipts, but I have not heard from the bank yet, so I am plugging away. Sometimes I feel optimistic about it, and sometimes I feel like it will never ever ever end.

But otoh, usually I never get to this part, prior to the school year.

In nice news, Anna Faris (and Chris Pratt) had the baby, and named him Jack! Babies.

I can't believe how hard I am screwing around today, as my big deadline draws ever closer.... But it's not for days yet! I have plenty of time! (Unless something turns out to be really fucked up, and then I'll be screwed and/or working over the weekend.)

Fable of ant and grasshopper. One is prepared for winter, one fiddles his life away and ends up hungry.

God, I am stuck at "work" babysitting a client's house while the cable guy works, and I am bored as shit and antsy and my back hurts. And I haven't had lunch yet.

smonster,

I thought I knew all the fables. I have fucked up!

In nice news, Anna Faris (and Chris Pratt) had the baby, and named him Jack! Babies.

Jack Pratt? And what will his diet look like, I wonder?

Ha! I didn't think of that.

And I'm trying to figure out wtf my options are regarding my vacation (less important than lives and property, I realize!!)-- I'm supposed to fly to New Orleans on the day the storm hits. Which, I'm sure they'll let me change, but I don't think it would be much of a vacation if, say, the power is out everywhere and I have nothing to eat and all the restaurants are closed. But I don't know if they'll let me cancel entirely (well, and get my money back, I could always just not get on a flight). So much for big 35th birthday plans.

I can't believe how hard I am screwing around today

I keep reading CaptainAwkward. com instead of editing this thrilling article about thrombocytosis.

I'll trade you an article on global bathymetry, Steph.