Oh, don’t worry… I’ll [del]take advantage of her[/del] keep her alive until Friday night. Then I’ll kill her and keep on going from there…
Clearly, what you both need is a manly man to hold the coffee to your feminine lips as you sip it delicately, awakening slowly and deliciously under his ministrations… 
Ugh… grossness. I was just went to the bathroom, and the company’s lawyer walked in. I hate that 'cause *everyone *(well, at least all the women) knows (and gossips about the fact) that she doesn’t wash her hands. I always want to yell at her, but… well, what are you going to say? Anyway, I heard her blow her nose too. So she’s going to the bathroom and blowing her nose, all without washing her hand and then handling papers and stuff that other people will touch too. UGH!
<distracted by the grossness of taxi’s post>
Goddammit to hell and back and fuck my instructor with a rusty shovel. I hate grad school so much for 2 cents I’d consign it to the fiery depths of Mt Doom. I turned in my paper last night.
In TODAY’S email–my instructor sends the grading rubric. TODAY. This thing has been posted since the start of the semester–a vague description stating that 10 articles must be read and that it should be a summary, no more than 3-5 pages. Never did she say in class or elsewhere that she would provide more guidance re this. We talked about it in class and all seemed settled. Grrrrr.
Goddammit. That’s what I did. Now she wants “how this will effect your style as a manager” and “how this is pertinent to industry trends”.
I HATE EVERYBODY. I am not doing it over. Not one word. Not one line–no. It is what it is. My paper should get an A for the assignment I wrote it for, anything else is her wandering off into geeitwouldbeniceland. Fuckfuckfuck.
I should have just stayed a SAHM and part time nurse and been happy with my lot. This is ridiculous. I am now ranting and I don’t care.
AAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH
Hmmm… coffee soap sounds more pleasant than coffee IV, especially since even seasoned medical professionals have a hell of a time finding a vein on me (it once took no less than four nurses to figure out where to stick the dang needle). I have shy blood vessels, apparently.
Actually, on preview, I like Lunch’s suggestion best. Must try to convince The Boy that his services would be useful in this department. 
LiLi, I’ll trade you Ed’s for one of the many souvlaki joints in my 'hood. We have more than our fair share of the dang things, and I’d really like to have an option for ice cream that isn’t Baskin-Robbins. Though, poor selection of ice cream aside, I can’t really complain… we moved to walking distance from The Danforth because of the easy access to a wide variety of purveyors of yummy food.
Can haz sunshine, pls? It was supposed to clear up by late morning, but I guess the sky forgot to get the memo. grumble
ETA: {{rigs}}
Just remember… it’s almost over. And it’ll be worth it. Honest.
May I recommend an anonymous note? Something along the lines of:
"Dear LL*
You are making us all sick because you don’t wash your hand after you poo…Literally. 
Yours,
All the wimens in the office
haze, someday you’ll look back on it all fondly and think…WTF??? 
They are having a “health fair” at the office today. I went and wandered around and, except for a cholesterol screening, it’s just a bunch of people who want to sell you something. No thanks. I’d rather go to an anti-health fair…a little beer, some fattening cockies ;), some nice couches to veg on. Whaddya think?
taters, sending good vibes to ya. Hope you don’t have coverage problems. (All the more reason we need to vote in a presidential candidate who recognizes that this country’s health care system is a shameful disgrace.)
nooney, you must have a doctorate in sweet talk.
My department head is attending his wife during dental surgery and my team leader is in Miami awaiting jury duty. It’s going to be a boring day.
Tupug
*Lawyer Lady
Well, got busy at work, so I thought I’d better post before I finish reading…
Yesterday was busy busy busy - first on the phone with the County gummint, then at the insurance agent’s office, then at the courthouse.
We got auto insurance for the kid, paid off all his fines/warrants, set up deferred adjutication on one ticket (wherein after six months of continuous auto insurance it will go away) and transferred title from the car we bought him into his name. He’s all legal, except for one more stop next week to get an actual physical driver’s license. His license is no longer suspended! Yay! Cost me an arm and a leg, but I have peace of mind. And he can get to work without relying on others, or driving his buddy’s car on a suspended license. I can breathe again.
Turns out I missed a bunch of drama here at work, too. These two guys almost got into fisticuffs! The one guy has a real abrasive nature when he doesn’t know what’s going on. Basically, the procedures that we use in engineering are a lot of “doncha knows” that have not been documented very well. He missed out on the development of these, because he was assigned outside-of-the-department stuff for a couple of years. Which was a disservice to him, and not very respectful IMO. Anyway, now he’s assigned to a project that is a concept project, as opposed to a paying project, and he can’t get resources (personnel) to help him complete his stuff. So he is frustrated to no end, which is understandable.
Yesterday he blew up (and it’s not the first time) and yelled at several people, and in particular one guy who doesn’t put up with that crap. They moved the argument into a conference room, and they were getting close to hitting each other! All is calm today, however.
I miss all the good stuff.
ETA: {{{Rigs}}}
Morning sex + coffee sounds too good to be true.
Hang in there, rigs. Soon stupid professors will be a thing of the past.
Someone please bum me a cigarette! I forgot to bring mine today and there’s no place to buy them until I get downtown. :: twitch ::
I know of one that did - the couple started as FWBs in college, each while dating others and after grad school, they got married. Still married AFAIK, but I’ve been out of touch with them for a while.
Jumping Jesus Palomino, this is like the busiest week I have ever lived through in my life.
No shit.
It’s also Secretaries Day, and I’m buying my wimen lunch, but I’m making the four of them collaborate on where we order from. They do NOT collaborate well, so this is going to be fun for me too!
See, I thought you’d like the idea…
Well, if he refuses, I’m willing to volunteer
Puggy – I’m the uneducated lout in my family, all I have is a lousy BA! In Computer Science, yet! :eek:
And – this
is what I was trying to say earlier, only of course you said it much more succinctly and clearly than I’d ever manage. So much for that doctorate… :smack:
Rigs… deep breaths. A few more weeks and you’ll be rid of all this. Water off your back, like a duck…
Also, sounds like you, too, could use help getting that first morning coffee down
**Rosie **-- there are, of course, exceptions to every rule. But I think my observation stands, in general.
How’s the iPod?
I didn’t know Crazy Linguistics Professor taught Library Science as well. :eek:
I didn’t sleep too well last night thanks to reading all of those Total Societal Collapse blogs. Happy frickin’ Earth Day to you too, assholes. You will be first against the wall when the revolution comes.
I plan on taking pictures of the ruins of the big fire last week. That is, if I can wake someone up so I can get the camera out of his room.
Now THAT’S a coffeeshop I would frequent!
It’s twins!
Well, not really twins, but after a revolting amount of futzing, I’ve now got two monitors on my desk at work. Seems the Budget Fairy smiled on my group and shipped us new widescreen monitors without asking what we would be plugging them into. The answer: Old laptops from an era before large widescreen monitors.
However, I was eventually able to make them work after a few incantations and sacrificing three virgin passwords.
In home news, DH is still waiting for the letter to come for the state saying to come in for the next round of tests. Probably just as well - it gives him more time to go to the gym.
Thanks for this, actually. I needed that reminder. That’s usually the way with me, though - I’ll wallow in angst for a bit, then look back and think, “Gee, WTF was wrong with me?”
Class is OVER for today. I want to go home and change and maybe get some flowers to plant out on the windowsill. After I throw away the remnants of our Halloween pumpkin. :rolleyes:
How about Room Service – in the comfort of your own home?
**Rosie **-- iPod is still in same condition after getting slapped on the BEhind… Waiting for **FTT **to come up with a cable to test with; if that doesn’t help, off to the shop with it come next week 
My students drive me up the wall! One of the idiots I caught plagiarising last semester has done it again - for her final paper, no less. No second chances this time. I really should fail her for the entire class. They really must think I’m an idiot or something.
G’afternoon all.
I came into work this morning and had no computer access whatsoever. I had nothing. So, I sat in my little cubicle and read a book for three hours while my Manager lit a fire under someone’s butt and got it fixed. So, yay! Now I can work again. (Or surf the dope.) whichever.
Ugh. Rigs I had some professors in college like that. Amending assignments and springing ‘mandatory’ requirements on the class at the last minute. I feel your pain. Well, kinda. I never did anything early. My motto was ‘procrastination is not just a way of life, it’s an art form.’ I would use situations like this one to strengthen my belief in that. Notice, I’m not saying that it’s a good art form or way of life, just that it is one.
Taters I hope this gets sorted out soon…
Eek on your daughter, NoLa. I know she’s 13, but this sounds pretty extreme. If she’s hitting her head into walls, is she doing other self destructive things? (I’m thinking specifically of cutting…)
Noonie methinks you’d be quite good at writing romance novels.
Gotti welcome to the dual screen world. Though, I thought there was special software and connectors required to run them…
Fail her. Report her to the Dean. There is no excuse.
I can’t stand cheating.
All who just won a free coffee, raise your hands and say aye.
AYE!
Woo hoo! Perfect timing, what with Roll Up The Rim To Win season wrapping up.