Right now, just doing my job is enough of an onerous task for me.
Man. I can't spare the brain space for it for a few weeks, but after the holiday whirlwind dissipates and I clean up its debris, I really ought to start job-hunting for serious. I have little hope, but I need to try.
Speaking of That's What She Said, the UCLA Department of Classics Grad Students held a conference titled that this weekend: [link]
The subtitle was The Construction and Expression of Women's Voices in Antiquity. I am torn between, "Cute, and you pulled one over on the probably antediluvian faculty member supervising you," and "I do not think that means what you think it does."
My onerous task is a conversation I need to have with my boss, but I can't do that until she's out of meetings.
(a) That's what she said.
I'm glad I wasn't the only one who went there.
I'm busy at work. I don't have time to handle any personal onerous tasks. Does that count as doing one?
work = totally onerous
Or, okay, ideally not. But tying you up in the middle of prime Buffista cheerleading and blowing off work time? Yeah.
I started my grading, I'd say that counts as onerous.