Going into what should be a fairly unpleasant conference call. Do not want.

It's a beautiful Saturday. People should not be having such crappy days and tasks!

Isn't there some very important yet obscure volume you can send her off to hunt down?

I neglected to mention that her glasses are broken and only have one lens, so she has difficulty finding things.

At least she remembered to bring her own pen and paper. Patrons that show up with neither make me wonder about what picture they had in their head of what they would do here.

Anyone lucky enough to employ you ought to be treating you much better than that.

My co-workers are being fabulous and flexible w/r/t my pregnancy, and I've volunteered to work all sorts of Saturdays and holidays because when I have to go out they'll be stuck with all of them. It's the institution and it's policies that deserves to have rotten tomatoes tossed over its walls.

< Storming with the rant >

Dear God, help me not to strangle a friend of mine, for she is, in her way, strangling me.

I might have to reconsider my relationship with her. She's needy and have anxiety issues she's working on (both are things she admits about herself, and working on them), and I told her she can talk with me because I hate leaving people I care about in situations like she is in now without support, but God dammit. I think I talked with her more in the past 2 weeks than with any other person in my life, and we're not that close. I care about her, but I don't wanna - and I can't, in fact - jump everytime she's feeling anxiety over ridiculous things, which happens about 1-2 times per day.

Don't know what to do. One of the funniest, cleverest friends of mine, but the woman is 30+ and spent over an hour, this week, analyzing to death and freaking out on the other side of the phone whether or not someone read the FB message she sent to him. There's only so much I can do, and I'd like to be there for her, but I don't think what I'm doing is enough. And the little I try to do is mostly driving me crazy.

OK, I'm done.

Shir, does she have a therapist of some sort? You may want to gently persuade her to utilize her therapist more...

She sees a psychologist once a week.

OMG, it is so beautiful outside and I am so unmotivated to work on this paper!

I'm nearly done with mine, but I find it hard to reread and edit it for the last time. It might be only 2 pages long, but it's 2 pages of criticism about Baudrillard. I can't keep up with my own thoughts. Meh.

Edit: actually, that was easier and quicker than I thought.

Mine needs to be 25 pages and I'm just on page 2.

I have no papers to write, but lots of other work to accomplish. This board is not really very helpful with the procrastination today.