ArrMatey–yeah, that’s probably what I’ll end up doing. I’m too curious about what it is he wants to see me for to simply cut off all contact.
BTW–what are you doing up so late? Are you a fellow insomniac? (Actually, at the moment, I’m in the lab, avoiding working with the everlovin’ beetle colonies. After I’m done with them, I’ll need to head out to my field site, where it will, in all probability, be raining, once again.) Or is it early on your part of planet Earth?
I apologize if my last post was so awkwardly written that it’s incomprehensible. It is about 1:30 am here, after all.
Nae, Scrib, it’s about 1:20 in the morning here as I’m typing. Just not overly sleepy at the moment. Actually, amazingly sleepy, but I have to coax my computer to do a few more tricks before I doze. Hope the rain doesn’t bother you too terribly. If you want, feel free to email me. I’m a pretty prompt responder, but I’m going to try to lie down for a bit. Stay warm. Talk to you later.
Hey all,
Well the exams went predictably shite. I’m just about to go do my last one, and after that I’m going to go see my tutor to find out some/all of my exam grades; today could be the day when I find out if I’ll be coming back for finals…
So I’ll either be back here later on covered in kittens and cookies clutching a comfort blankie and wondering what the hell to DO with my life, or there’ll be a big obvious MPSIMS thread about how I passed after all…
praying for the latter
soon as this is over I’ll be full of comfort for other people, I promise!!!
And until that moment, feel free to hang out in the Couch Fort Mk. II ™. We’re here for ya, bud, both to comfort and congradulate. Of course, we may have to congradulate in another thread, but hey… 
::meanders in, waves to everyone, wanders back out::
Woo-hoo!
Just got back from a field day, will be taking care of beetles in about 10 minutes. But, hey–today, for the first time in this year’s beetle collecting season, I had a field day with NO RAIN!!! Tomorrow and the weekend are supposed to be rain-free too.
Gee…Lynne’s at least semi-reconciled with her mom, green_dragon’s done with his exams, and I’m looking at 4 days of field work without rain…maybe things are looking up a bit.
Hey! I just re-stocked all the comfort food and footie jammies! If everyone’s doing well, what the heck am I supposed to do with all this stuff?
Well, we still need to eat and sleep, you know. The food and jammies will come in handy.
Incidentally, I have been too busy frittering away precious time on the SDMB to actually take care of the beetles, which is what I really should be doing.
Semi-reconsiled indeed. I can’t wait for the 29th to come, and I don’t have to tell her where I’m going, what I’m doing, and who I’m with. In other news, I called Planned Parenthood after 2 pregnancy tests (both negative), and still no nuffin. They said (in essence) ‘the shot’ll mess ya up, in whichever way you least expect it. You’re fine.’
Applebee’s is screwing over all it’s employees. Noone is getting good shifts, and there are TOO many servers. They also haven’t done any advertising for their new store(the one I work at), and assume that we as servers are the dumbest of dumb, and can’t remember to pick up menus or take a drink when they’re DONE (not when you bring them their next drink, no matter what my manager says. I was directed BY THE CUSTOMER to leave it there, and then Patrick comes up and tells me to take it? Grrrr. Let me do my job that I’m getting paid nothing to do. ) This had better shape up or I’m finding a different job. It has 2 weeks to show SOME, ANY sign of improvement. Bah.
K all, I’m tired.
Which, of course, is completely irrelevant in this–or almost any other–thread.
I need to get myself together. Off to the beetles I go…
Lynne–my condolences on having a crappy job. I know just how you feel. I think I went through…oh…a minimum of 10 or 15 crappy jobs between the ages of 18 and 23. The good thing about having a true scraping-the-bottom-of-the-barrel job is that you’re really not at a huge loss if you quit. And there’s always a new crap job you can get PDQ. That means you can at least get some variety in your crap job experience.
The 29th, that golden date, will, in fact, come. I’m pretty certain about this. When I last checked, time continued to pass by at the rate of 60 seconds per minute, or 360 seconds per hour. I know it feels like you’ll never be free, but, really, yeah, you will.
Incidentally–I felt like an animal ready to gnaw off a leg to get out of a trap when I finally got the hell out of my father’s house. My circumstances were different, but I can understand how awful it is to have to wait even a day or two before you can breathe easy.
ArrrMatey–I’m not ignoring you. E-mail is on its way.
ArrrMatey, I’ll take some footie pajamas! No Comfort Food, unless it’s special, no cal. comfort food. I’m losing weight, and I don’t plan on changing that.
And I know, time is going by pretty fast. 9 more days and counting.
Hey, here at the Comfort Bar and Grill and Couch Fort Mk II ™, we specialize in all kinds of comfort food. Overjoyed to hear you’re happy with your weight loss. Hrm. That means smaller footie jammies for you. 
And Scrib, thanks for the email!
You’re welcome, Arrr (can I call you “Arrr”?)
I’m heading out for yet more field work after I clean up beetle poop (hey–gotta make money somehow, ya know?), so I won’t be writing you back for at least a day or two. But don’t lose hope–a response will come.
Tuo nil desperandum. I think I’m spelling that right. It’s above the door on the Bar n Grill as you come in.