I made steel cut oatmeal in the slow-cooker overnight. I think cooked too long. I put cinnamon in them, but no sugar and I am not sure I am gonna make it through this serving. I think I need to add some fruit or honey.

Worse than Unshelved has taught me, flea? That's pretty bad.

I am sorry, Dana.

I have the extra rooms dream, but for some reason it is in the house my high school friend grew up in, which did actually have extra rooms that they had shut up until they could remodel them. But there are even more rooms in the dream.

Then I have the dream about forgetting to drop a class/not being able to find a class.forgetting to go to a class and realizing I have to take the final and I am going to fail and have to stay at college for an extra semester. My plan is to try to petition the registrar/academic affairs, but I can never find the office, or I don't know the actual course number etc.

The other dream is usually about trying to travel somewhere and not finding the transportation properly or missing it etc. I often have the same dream that there is a train where if you get off in NYC and walk through a lot of construction, there is a really good fabric store, and if I turn left and take the subway another way there is a street of shops and my old friend sophie.

The other variation is that I am in my city, but in a bad part of town, but there are interesting shops- and somehow I have fallen off the expressway. Then there is a school that I can break into and go to their costume storage and steel costumes.

I have very boring, predictable dreams.

Tax day the the public library is less fun than you'd think.

Wailing, gnashing of teeth?

How many servings at a time do you make in the slowcooker? The stovetop method I use has relatively little interaction (stir twice over 30m, after toasting oats), and I get five servings. It's why I've had steel cut almost every morning since I changed.

But I have an oatmeal problem. On top of that, I also just finished the oatmeal cookies I'd made.

They weren't very good--it's no big deal. I really need to make another, chunkier, batch.

Printing of unusual forms, explaining that no, we cannot do your taxes for you, or even help you use Turbotax; nor can we answer questions like, "Why did my employer send me 3 W-2 forms?"

For reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, our taxes are not done.

Oh dear. You don't need my permission to Hulk Smash, but you have it anyway.

My 11am apparently is cancelled because we're having it on Thursday instead. Normally I'd be happy to get the time back, but that means I have to handle my inbox now.

Dana, I cannot imagine the stress you're under right now.

We'll ultimately be fine, it just means that today is going to continue to suck. At least I'm no longer as miserably sick as I was this weekend.

I think working in the library would be worse, though.

Nah, other people's problems, while sometimes tedious, are never as stressful as your own problems. (Anybody who gets seriously affected by other people's problems doesn't last long in public service.)