Lee, couldn't that still happen next week?

Only ended up with 26 hours of OT

Holy Moses. For ONE week?

Jeez, SuziQ, that's insane. You are not making me want to return to the private sector!

As for me, I'm going drinking with coworkers in 90 minutes or so, and climbing tomorrow. And then I have to bathe my mother, which will be gobs of fun.

Then I might do some more drinking.

Somewhere in there I have to find and apply for some more jobs.

I think it is adorable that you still watch Grey's Anatomy!

I forget every week, but it's often there on my TiVo, so...reflex.

My once tidy desk is buried under sheaves of paper, and I am 80% convinced I'm leaving early with nowt but an email. I CANNOT. I SO CANNOT.

(Someone just said to me "Aren't they paying someone else big bucks to do that? Why is it your job?" I DO NOT KNOW.)

Lee, couldn't that still happen next week

Oh, that's what I meant. I assume we get more of the storm next week.

Like ita, it is reflex. I watch it because it's there, and between Community and Scandal.

I am working tomorrow. Possibly buying an iron on Sunday. There is a Science Fair project due Monday, and mr. flea is under strict orders to get it done by the time I get off work Saturday, since Sunday is mother's day.

Yay Dana's mom!

Consuela, I'm sorry about your mother's fall.

When I was little and had my first looks-related crisis, I seem to recall my parents getting quiet for a moment, looking at each other, and then saying, "Well, looks aren't really that important anyway." Good to know, folks. Tell the rest of second grade, 'kay?

On the other hand, it's great preparation for the surprises of middle age. "My thighs do what now? Eh, whatever. They still work. Ish."

Oh, that's what I meant.

Oh yeah, that does sound about right for that show. I still like it! It has ups and downs, obviously.

I literally don't remember having a looks-related crisis. I guess I've always known I was OK? Not the best, not the worst. True when I was 7, true now!

I literally don't remember having a looks-related crisis

Mine was that (a) I kept getting mistaken for a boy; and (b) I wasn't very feminine at all in how I dressed/behaved. But I didn't want to be mistaken for a boy, while at the same time I didn't want to wear dresses or do things I thought were "girly".

So it was much less about being pretty and much more about gender performativity and my discomfort with it.

I have the most wonderful interns this year. Three are friends and one is from a completely different school, but the three are totally inclusive with her. They're self-motivated, able to work consistently without supervision, don't need hand-holding even if not given all the nitty gritty information. Last year I couldn't leave the interns alone for a second or they'd start goofing off and gossiping. These kids know the art of working while they gossip! Two are dating and I didn't even realize, they just seem like tight BFFs. It makes me hopeful about the workload we have before the big annual garden party fundraiser.

ION, the artist who is installing at least 30 pieces of sculpture on the grounds can't get through his head that we a very family-friendly public space and that he really needs to make sure his sculptures can't be dismantle or spun to whack people or tipped over (some of the pieces are 600 pounds and very vertical with minimal stability). His response was that if someone breaks it, my work is paying for the damages. Dude, I know it's a temporary installation, but it should be safe for wherever it's installed, for however long.