Dear God, Sparky, that's unbelievable assholery. Is there anyone you can appeal to?
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
How old is Matilda these days?
Matilda: I think it's beans. Magic beans.
Magic Barbie beans could easily be a selling point on eBay. Milk, less so.
This particular day she happens to be two years, seven months, two weeks, and two days, but tomorrow it'll probably be different.
Is there anyone you can appeal to?
No, that comes from the top. I was actually prepared for that answer since that was rumored to be true of people who took vacation days on Fridays during the summer, but I felt I had to ask. (Here in our library we've worked out a different scheme for the 1/2 day Fridays that allows us to take whole day Fridays, thus it had never come up for me before - but now they'll be looking closely at my leave time.)
Sparky, that is evil! I'm so sorry.
Just got an email from a student asking me to change his grade. Once again, no good reason given, just asking.
I think you should always be willing to change it downward.
In the Further Adventures of the Sinus Infection That Will Not Die, I'm having a CT scan of my head this afternoon, to see if there's anything in there. I suspect it's an alien embryo.
Seska, tons of ~ma. Golly. Sounds like the universe just ganged up on you and the girl. I see this like a wrestling match. The bad guy pile drives, jumps from the top rope, but you keep squirming so you aren't pinned, slowly regaining consciousness, until finally, you wake up in a rage, and quickly pin the evil guy.
Huh. I haven't watched wrestling in about 20 years. Why that image popped to mind, I dunno. I did just wake up, so, brain not fully working. Ya. That sounds good.
omnis_audis, I love the wrestling metaphor. (Or is it an analogy? Hmm. We should ask some puppets.)
Matilda sounds fantastic. I have a niece a bit younger than that. It's an incredibly cool age.
Appreciation for the ~ma thing, all. It may be working. I just finished the paper (FINISHED!!!) I thought I wasn't going to see the end of in time for deadline, and can now go home to London a bit earlier (well, sometime tomorrow) to help with packing etc. We're getting there. Only another 6000-word essay, a house-move and a legal battle to go.
Told The Girl she was in the wrong profession and that she should have been a teacher 'cause it's less stressful (and then I heard it). She laughed for about ten minutes.
And now, I am going to hear a lecture by Bauman. Bauman, dude. [link]
And now, I am going to hear a lecture by Bauman.
I'm so tired that I read that as "Batman."