I know, I'm never on this thing anymore. Sorry ( Read more... )

The Scott Miller show was fabulous. I had so much fun. Because how can you not enjoy a rocking good show? Anne McCue was the opener, and she was okay, but I was really digging her bassist and his style (okay, really, I wanted to steal his hat, and Shell wanted to steal his watch). So glad we went, since we almost punked out once we got home ( Read more... )

I'm back at work. Part time. It's quite possibly the best thing I could have done at this point. I'm interacting with people and using my brain. I was a little rusty when I came in yesterday, but I'm feeling pretty good about today ( Read more... )

“Tell him it costs $75 to sit on your face ( Read more... )

Yes, having a broken ankle sucks. The not walking, going outside, or doing anything in under five minutes is a pain that I'll be slightly rid of by this time next week. As that is when I get my cast ( Read more... )

I'm into Week Four of bed rest and wheelchair manuevering (I broke my ankle for those out of the loop) and I'm equal parts okay with it, and sick to freaking death of it ( Read more... )

Lets see… Gen was here and gone. It was great seeing her and catching up, even if I was half dead for her visit. Plus, she and Shell helped me cope with the whole inappropriateness of one of my students, which is much appreciated. We did some damage outlet shopping (Shell and I went back the next weekend and I did more damage- but my new digital ( Read more... )

Oh yeah.  That's right.  The neighbors pushed me too far and I called the cops to cite them for illegally parking in the front of our house.  I can only assume they actually did fine them, because they haven't done it since.  Nothing like calling the cops at 2:15 a.m.  in a blind rage.

Students are here.  For the most part they're bright and shiny ( Read more... )

I’m updating my itunes, again, since I forgot to load some cds last night.

I survived all the holiday work parties. Once again I got stuck at the “grown ups” table at all the meals. It did get me on the deputy dean’s Christmas list, though. So, you know, yay for free booze. I also spent my last work day of the year doing nothing but emails to ( Read more... )

Last Friday, as I was sitting at the light to turn onto the road that connects to my street, my phone rang.  It was Shell calling to inform me that the power was out (and no, not due to Gen blowing anything up this time).  So, I doubled back to the coffee shop, got soem paninis for dinner and headed back to a dark house.  Our street and one of the ( Read more... )