And then y'all started talking about washing machines. What's up with that?

It would seem that Hebrew got it right.

Hebrew is getting something.

I'm just not sure what.

The connection between sex toys and appliances.

On the other hand, "let's build a trebuchet/robot" are among the possible solutions your crew might have come up with under those circumstances. So there's some upside/downside there.

I thought Mythbusters was based in San Francisco.

So for a moment, I thought Vortex was talking about sex toys.

And then y'all started talking about washing machines. What's up with that?

Ever sit on a washing machine while it was on? The spin cycle is realllllllly nice.

The connection between sex toys and appliances.

Yeah, I know about the washing machine masturbation technique.

Just not sure about what the linguistics is getting. Or the people using that language.

Your sex talk is way too sophisticated for me, this time of the morning.

Hugs for Sean and anyone else who's feeling lonely or bummed out tonight. I'm ignoring the appliance masturbation talk because our washer/dryer is stacked in a closet, so no love for me when ND is out of town.

Annnyway. I've had an extremely frustrating night. I really (really) need to finish grading 14 papers. 14 really isn't that bad, but my ADD has been kicking my ass lately. This new med I'm on works great for anxiety and depression, but it's not helping the ADD at all the way the Wellbutrin did. This is vastly preferable, but ARGH. I'm feeling the time crunch something fierce right now, and it isn't pretty. I have to have initial senior grades done by Thursday, and I have to get these freshmen papers back tomorrow or (at the very latest) Wednesday if I'm going to give them enough time to finish their revisions by next week (which I can't change). I think I'm going to have to try to do some work during class while they work in groups tomorrow, and I hate having to do that. I made a plan for the weekend and was on track until Zoe had to go back into the vet yesterday, and another big vet bill and stress (though thankfully things look like they're going to be okay) knocked me off course and reduced me to a procrastinating stress machine. I hate this so much. I hate myself like this. I just want to force my brain into submission, but it's fighting me tooth and nail.

My problems are not big ones; please don't listen to me whine here and think I'm not still very grateful for my life. I'm just really annoyed with myself right now, and it's frustrating.

{{{Kristin}}} Have you considered going on ADD meds in addition to the antidepressant?

Kristin, when I have to quickly hand back a paper set so students can revise it, I try to focus my comments on big fixes, either structural or conceptual. I find if I can give them something concrete to work on, they at least have a shot at fixing it before they turn the paper back in.

Burrell, thanks. I'm trying, I really am, but I've been having issues even opening the school bag. Like major can't bring myself to do it issues. It's crazy-making. And sj, ADD meds haven't worked well for me, unfortunately, but I'm just about desperate enough to dig out my Ritalin and try again. The Wellbutrin was the first medication ever to help significantly.

but I've been having issues even opening the school bag

That's not ADD, that's just dread. I feel it every paper set.

I hate grading.