I'm not comfortable doing that: this isn't even my house, it's my sister'

...but you're the one who had to clean up the dog shit.

Yeah, but I'm not their host.

Connie, how come they're not the ones dog sitting?

Because it's a real pain to manage both the puppy and the geriatric St. B, & they're not here the whole time my sister's gone. I think they're leaving on Tuesday.

I imagine dog poop is smelly and thus noticeable. But possibly in the youths' defense, we sometimes come down in the morning and nobody notices a cat hairball until someone steps on it (often hours later), so.

Could I have some second interview-ma for 9am? For the first interview I was still kind of high on the adrenaline and energy from my conference in NYC, and today it's rainy and I'm feeling more meh and conflicted.

Jobma to flea!

Jesse, I wish you would reblog from my tumblr instead of posting directly from my flickr. I can’t see any tumblr notes when you do that!

interview~ma to flea!

My office is so messy all I want to do is clean. But I need to come up with some work for my student.

Jesse, I wish you would reblog from my tumblr instead of posting directly from my flickr. I can’t see any tumblr notes when you do that!

Oh, OK. I will do that -- I miss a lot of posts on tumblr, and do troll flickr for pictures sometimes.

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Hee.