Well, I’ve got some decorating for Halloween done both at home and at work. I’ve decorated more at the office because there are more people who come through here than at home. I have two things that Aunt Pamela gave me: a spooky ceramic crypt and a ceramic skull. I picked up a few little things at CVS recently: a black plastic basket with pumkins on it as a candy dish, a Continue reading
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Today was not a day for sleeping in
It starts around six, I think. Kitty wakes me up, yowling in my ear and crawling all over me. Rather than fight with her for the covers or for my rightful spot next to Ian, I decide instead to get up and go to the bathroom, a move which often dupes her into following me so that when I’m done, I can run back into the room and get my spot back. After going to the bathroom, however, she doesn’t Continue reading
Happy birthday, big sis!
Yup, the big sis is now a whopping 28. If she didn’t live all the way on the edge of the country, I’d probably have tried to come up with a way to go say hey, but as it is, I’ll probably end up calling her once my brain effin’ wakes up. As it is, I’m on the husband’s machine which is beginning to piss of my groggy brain because of his dying ergo keyboard. I need to put my computer desk back Continue reading
Academia
I get college. I understand the whole idea of a freshman experience. I understand the things that administrators go through to bring to and retain students at a university. I get the advising shtick. I’m one with teaching and learning. I just get college and the whole experience here. Continue reading
Sore feet and a sore throat
Tuesdays are really hell on my feet and my throat. I teach at eleven in the morning and therefore stand and talk for an hour. Then I run back to the office to drop stuff off and pick stuff up for the next class. After about a half an hour, I go to the French Table at 12:30 and talk there for an hour during lunch. I have a little time between the French Table and my two o’clock class, but most of Continue reading
Joints
When Ian and I moved, somewhere in the shuffle (or even before), we lost my favorite yoga tape. The tape was one of the few reasons why we bought a cheapy VCR. At our apartment, there really wasn’t enough room to do yoga anyway because the living room was so tiny. At the new place, there’s tons of room, but no tape. So last Friday when Ian and I went out for our Continue reading
Sister’s blog
That’s the translation to an article which mentions my big sis’ blog. Spiffy, huh? The translation’s not that great, but it’s better than Babelfish or whatever other web-based translators there are out there. I figure that I need to keep up on my French anyway since it has been quite a while since I’ve taken a French class. What else am I going to do with my major? As it is, the article is in Continue reading
Happy 3rd Anniversary!
Today is the third anniversary of the husband and my wedding. I kept thinking it was either Thursday or Friday, but it’s actually today. So Ian and I have been officially married for three years now, though we’ve been together for eight and a half years and we go by that more than the wedding date since it’s hard to remember the date in September versus the one in May since Continue reading
Slimy Pee
The husband and I subjected Simon to a hella lot of South Park, and so now his brain should be almost thoroughly rotted. We also played some DnD, and I got to kill him with a red dragon. That was fun. I started building model buildings with Simey, but he kept cutting the paper kinda retardedly, so I gave up on having him help me and instead made them all myself. Other than that, Continue reading
Oy
Ah, I remember the good old days when Tony and I used to sit around and say “oi!” to each other for five minutes at a stretch. Now those good old days are gone ’cause that punk moved his ass to Indy and I haven’t gotten around to running over and visiting. Random. At any rate, while interesting (I’m sure to at least someone, even if that someone’s me), that’s not really the point of Continue reading