Foregoing a fetish cocktail party to stay home and play with writing excercises, I end up writing vocab smut. Vocab smut. I fantasize about sand and polysyllables. Clearly, I will die alone with cats. And as I hate cats, that is saying something ( Read more... )

Barnes & Noble stocks the Pirates Periodical (and, yes, there is a Pirates Periodical) under Spirituality. I feel this is a Sign of Great Things to Come. This will be better than the Jedi religion in Australia.

That is all.

*Ring!*

Me: NYU Registration. How can I help you?

Student: I haven't been going to my classes. Is that a problem?

Z: Anne, we need you in fatigues for Wednesday's photo shoot. Go buy some.

Me: OK, but don't make me buy a costume for the next one.

Z: (quite taken aback) But...these are things you can wear every day.

Am amused.

Classes start tonight! So excited. Yay, Super Grammar!

Am back. Am alive. Trip was good. Black Rock Desert is amazingly gorgeous. I would gladly go camp there when there's no massive event going on. (Lisa, start packing.) But massive events are good, too. I would spend the mornings building a costume and the time afterwards wandering around in finery and seeing what befell. Ended up watching ( Read more... )

Have totally hit a new low in office life. As loud, obnoxious tests are being run on the fire alarm system, the mysterious higher power that controls such things has cranked the air conditioning so very thigh that I am forced to linger over stuffing registration calendars into interdepartmental envelopes, drawing what warmth I can from their ( Read more... )

Yesterday I trekked out to campus (the 2 is my new least train) to get my student ID card and my MMR booster. And my tuition is paid as of last week. I am so official and not-able-to-be-kicked-out now. Yay! Going back to school! I'm excited for the motivation to swing my brain back into Clever Thinking Mode after its very long stint in Manic ( Read more... )

So the family reunion in Pennslyvania could have gone better. It was great to see everyone, of course (all immediate, nuclear Maases in one place at the same time (all of two hours) for the the first time in two years!), but I have had fewer weekends more fraught. First, the train breaking down, the extensive waiting for a new engine to be ( Read more... )

I feel like I ought to be all behind in news since my last post, but nothing really specific has been going on. Last Wednesday, the DoomMaidens met with Ed of heroinewrestling, and all agreed it would mutually beneficial to work together. It turns out the way heroinewrestling works is that every girl gets a superheroine and a supervillianess ( Read more... )