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.

Oh, and I got one of those phonecalls telling me I'd won a $4000 package for free airfare and a trip to AC, but I'd have to travel to AC in person to collect my gift.

Man, I got all excited at first, because I'd submitted my info to win a $1000 shopping trip to Lowe's.

Smelled scam, did a *very* brief google search, and found tons of people complaining about going to conventions and expos for one thing and getting hit up by AC a month later for timeshare scams.

Man, I really wanted the hardware store shopping spree.

I'm just glad that I wrote down my work info, and not my cell phone or home address.

I'm building a pillow fort. It's not quite an island, but anyone who wants to join me, bar's open.

Excellent plan!

You guys, I'm so glad I went to work happy hour. I had already gotten my shit more or less together, but was basically exhausted, but one random coworker asked me if I was going, on her way out. And that made me go! Good one. Got home in perfect time to help my mother clean up from her party, and now it's TV time.

ION, people (including me) are cheap! I just won three auctions for the chorus I sang with for a hot minute -- all gift certificates to places I go, at face value.

Theo, I'm sorry, for all of it. Running kitty hospice is hard enough when it's just gonna be your own heartbreak.

I think I'm gonna have my crocuses tomorrow! ION, sat down and paid all the bills save 2 I've got to wait a week to float on credit card so I get the rewards $$ off 'em. Always do this with insurance and warrantee.

I think I have to take 2 days off next week. Think, because the damn leave balance calculator is out of whack. Either way, pretty sure either 12 or 16 hours, which effectively means 2 days. Which I don't actually have time for, work wise. But I otherwise lose it. So I might be sanding my deck furniture, oil change, vet visits. You know, fun stuff.

Tell Bob I am sorry. It's the kids from my institution that end up at his! Though, I heard today that one of my former students just got accepted into a phd program at UCLA in Hispanic Literature on a major fellowship. I'm so happy to hear that!

I'm sorry, Jesse and Theo.

I remember 20 years ago when I taught at a nearby community college. There were students who didn't come to class for weeks and then were upset about being dropped (there was a clear attendance requirement). There were students who didn't come to the final or contact me about a makeup time--they were surprised about a deleterious effect that had on their grade. These were, legally at least, adults. People may or may not have always sucked, but I'm pretty sure they've had at least a couple of decades of suckage practice.