E-mail is not a 911 call. Unless someone specifically says they have a deadline, I don't think there's any requirement to hang over the computer and answer by return electron.
Fuffy ,'Storyteller'
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Well, at least now I know that he expects replies like that. So, I'll know to send one next time.
There is a Thor movie in the works, to be directed by Kenneth Branagh.
Trying to picture this.
If he emails me after midnight, with a bunch of new ideas and he wants to know what I think about them, but I'm too tired to think about them now, I don't actually have to email him back to tell him that, right? Because I'm kind of too tired to trust myself to phrase an email politely.
I don't actually have to email him back to tell him that, right? Because I'm kind of too tired to trust myself to phrase an email politely.
No, you don't. You pretend you haven't seen it until a reasonable hour tomorrow morning, along with any intervening "why haven't you responded to my email" emails that he may send. Then come that reasonable hour in the morning, you email something along the lines of, "Oh, dear, I didn't see your message until after breakfast this morning." Unless there is some function in the uni email system that signals him when you do actually read his shit. In which case you just say, "It was 1:30 am. My sleep-deprivation typing is worse than my drunk typing, so I figured we'd both be happier waiting until after the butt-crack of dawn for me to respond."
Buffistas is wise. You owe him no explanation but if you gotta work with the guy an apology to smooth his feathers wouldn't hurt.
There is a Thor movie in the works, to be directed by Kenneth Branagh.
Trying to picture this.
I've known about it for weeks but my imagination is still getting stuck in a sea of horned helmets and iambic pentameter.
In move-along-now-if-you-don't-want-to-hear-about-other-people's-dreams news...
You know how there's 'paint your own pottery' and 'build your own stuffed animal' stores in malls? Last night I dreamt there was a new one called "Dip a Kitten".
Last night I dreamt there was a new one called "Dip a Kitten".
If it was sea-kittens being dipped into batter, that would be good.
If it was sea-kittens being dipped into batter, that would be good.
hee!
It was fluffy white kittens and you dipped them into a swirling vat of permanent dye. The kittens did not enjoy this.
The kittens did not enjoy this.
Now I'm picturing fluffy day-glo orange kittens with solemn high feline disdain on their faces.
All of them came out multi-colored but some people ended up with kittens that were half and half. My sister made one that was navy blue on one side and orange (but not the day-glo kind of orange) on the other. It was really hard to get people to listen to me that it was cruel and they should stop and when they did the kittens would turn into animatronics (like Salem on Sabrina the Teenaged Witch) and then change back again when the person turned away.