and the weather has moved over us. Passing it on to DJ.

a few branches down on our street, none large ones, none of mine.

Glad there's not more work for you.

The pollen, or I guess the particulates and mildewy moldy things are doing me in this spring; I don't feel sick, I just have epic snot, which wrecks havoc on a variety of systems, not just the breathing one. Weird ones. Like my joints. And I'm really over the random itches and breakouts.Anyway.

Thinking of stapling a sheet over my gaping ceiling holes. Getting tired of reinforcing tape.

Stay safe, Texas peeps!

So maybe the next time I get a 50% on a homework someone could explain how to solve the problems.

Let me guess: you did explain, in class, since more than one person got it wrong, plus made yourself available for office hours. Which asshat skipped. I've had that student on occasion, only the writing equivalent isn't "explain what I did wrong" (ie, write the correct answer directly on the paper since I can't be expected to apply knowledge), it's "grades were totally subjective, she only gave good grades to writing that she thinks is good."

OMG dinner is so good! I made a salad of bok choy, carrots, apples, cucumber, cilantro, peanuts, chicken, and a spicy dressing. Only problem is I promised Cody there would be some for him when he got home.

No joke, this was the quote in the upper corner just now.

She just... she just did the math.

Kaylee, 'Objects In Space'

7-3:30, meara. And it was nice being off work that early, but it kind of doesn't matter when I am tired from working and don't want to do anything anyway. There are no conveniently timed classes at my gym to take advantage of, it's the hottest part of the day in the summer, movies don't seem to start around then, many restaurants are closed. Mostly, I feel like I am more able to accomplish things in the morning than in the afternoon/evening and it would be nice to use some of that for myself rather than all for work.

We'll see how it goes.

she only gave good grades to writing that she thinks is good

Huh. How about that?

Another student says that I had a personal bias against him or her, because this person frequently corrected me in class, and that I took it out on them by giving lower grades on quizzes. The evaluations are anonymous, and I honestly have no clue who wrote that. I can't recall any student in particular correcting me frequently in class, and when a student did correct me, I would say, "Oh, you're right. Thanks for pointing that out." Because of course I make mistakes sometimes, and if someone corrects me, then my thought is usually, "Oh, good, they're actually paying attention."

sara, is it particulate or aging? Because I have had eye and joint weirdness all spring and I'm chalking it up to aging and not allergies. But, fuck, who knows.

I need to pull gym clothes for tomorrow and go the fuck to bed.

This coincided with everyfuckingthing flowering and then the rain. I feel like I'm living on the set of "All Summer in a Day." Damned, that short still traumatizs me. We're on what? Day 13 of rain? I mean, it's probably aging making me more sensitive, but the snot is definitely at blame for what my goddamn guts are doing and the sneeze fits.

I feel like I'm living on the set of "All Summer in a Day." Damned, that short still traumatizs me.

Me, too. Hard.

I'm pretty sure I have a sinus infection, and I don't want more antibiotics if I absolutely don't have to, because they mess up my stomach and other parts. I haven't been using the neti pot, so I'm going to pull it out and give it a few days before I decide to call the doctor. My brother says to put food-grade iodine (it's not red, I guess) in the neti pot and it helps with sinus infections. I'm dubious about that, though.

Did the shelves ever arrive, 'suela?

NO. In fact I called the shipping company again today and after a while they called me back and reported that they have NO IDEA where my shelves are. This is a package that weighs 150lbs! And they don't know if it ever left their loading dock or what. Apparently it was supposed to go out for delivery by a subcontractor, but I begin to believe these guys just dumped my shelves on the side of the road.

Lesson learned: never order anything from Home Depot.