I'm building a pillow fort. It's not quite an island, but anyone who wants to join me, bar's open.
(eta: things are fine, just the usual terror that goes along with unknown and, you know, soul-baring; plus Things My Mom Said In Email. AKA the usual.)
I have an entire weekend to look forward to with no responsibilities and no husband. I'm going to watch SO MUCH TV.
I have an entire weekend to look forward to with no responsibilities and no husband.
No outside pants! No getting up early to clean!
Pillow forts for all!
Bob is having a nervous breakdown partly due to these goddamn monsters who complain, e.g., they won't be able to stay in the country if they aren't enrolled / retroactively passed, then they still do shit work.
M works for a non-accredited institution (more like a start-up incubator university... thingy), and the weaselly tricks some of the kids try to pull is astounding.
My husband is also of the opinion that Kids These Days, but I am on the side of Everyone Always Sucked. Of course, I don't have to deal with students.
Can't wait for the contractors to finish painting the offices at work. All the furniture is squished towards the middle of the room, and I spent the day twisted at an awkward angle trying to reach the keyboard.
We'll hold off telling Minet's Mom that he's terminal until Tuesday when the vet has all the tests back and we have a better picture of what's going on. I'm aghast to be told he's lost 5 pounds (down from 20) since October.
Having to run a kitty hospice seems a lot more than I signed on for when I said I'd foster him. I'm not talking about this on Facebook yet, since his Mom hangs on every word and picture about him. Le Sigh.
Sigh. Just once I'd like to be able to bitch about gross sexism (or racism) on my page without All The White Dudez freaking out about it. I know that is impossible, and happens all the time, but it just makes me so tired.
I am currently so lazy that I can't motivate myself to go upstairs and get my pajamas.
My husband is also of the opinion that Kids These Days, but I am on the side of Everyone Always Sucked. Of course, I don't have to deal with students.
Eh, I can say I almost never did any of that stuff. But I remember my roommate was ALWAYS getting an extension or something, because she was sick. I mean, yeah, sometimes she had a sinus infection or whatever but...somehow I never did that and just took the late penalty or turned in the slightly crappier paper or whatever.