I've done a lot of three-day weekends this year and still have not gotten much done around the house, somehow.
Gunn ,'Underneath'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Apparently I filled in an identifying number wrong on my tax form. About to go fix that.
And I'm doing DP's taxes next. This counts for the eventual sainthood bid, right?
First and foremost, the Nilly birthday calendar tells me it is a Happy Birthday to Vortex day! We don't see her often enough so let's hope she has more time to visit in the year to come. (Also birthday boob smoosh just because)
Also, it is the anniversary of the first Buffista F2F in 2002. Sniff.
It is a Monday. Did lots of security updates on the weekend for all our servers and are paying the price this morning. Ugh and then some.
Oh, wow, 2002. That was before my time. Twentieth anniversary of F2Fs next year. Seems momentous....
Happy Birthday to Vortex!
I fixed my tax form. Ooh, and I called Amex to update my bank a ccount for payment Onerous Task #1 completed. On to OT#2 - DP's taxes.
Also, it is the anniversary of the first Buffista F2F in 2002. Sniff.
How vividly I remember walking into that room for the first time.
Praise me! I got Matilda up on a Monday morning. It only took 45 minutes and 6 prods, whilst dodging her death glares and resentful complaints.
It is an onerous task.
Happy birthday to Vortex!
NEWS FLASH! ****** It is Monday and I could not care less about working today
NEWS FLASH ME TOO HARD SAME
My last research paper of the semester is due at midnight and no matter how many times I minimize Word and ignore it for a few hours, it has so far completely failed to finish itself. Stupid non-self-writing paper.
(All it's missing is a conclusion but they are the worst to write and I don't wanna. In conclusion I have said everything already therefore this is the end of the paper goodbye.)
I got Matilda up on a Monday morning. It only took 45 minutes and 6 prods, whilst dodging her death glares and resentful complaints.
In our house Aeryn has 4 alarms which she just lets ring until Ethan or I start shouting at her. At which point she shouts back "just a sec!" which means anywhere from 5 to 500 minutes. Going back to in-person school next year is going to be HELL.
Happy birthday, Vortex!
Excellent work, Hec! I well remember the death glares.
I was only in Pennsylvania for one cicada event and that was quite enough. Everyone dealing with it has my sincere sympathies.
Today is being very Mondayish.
and no matter how many times I minimize Word and ignore it for a few hours, it has so far completely failed to finish itself. Stupid non-self-writing paper.
"What?! Still unfinished! Well, that'll get you minimized for another two hours until you do better!"
At which point she shouts back "just a sec!"
"I'm coming!" she'll say as I'm standing at the door for five...ten minutes trying to get her somewhere on time.