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Jul. 22nd, 2016 03:53 pmMy parents have a button that says "Make the scary Republican go away". I'm feeling a bit like "make the goddamn election go away" is a better idea. We don't need a Clinton dynasty any more than we needed a Bush dynasty, but I WILL NOT vote for Trump. And that is all the politics I'm going to discuss.
I've gotten sucked into another data entry project which is going to become a data analysis project and probably an article. But now I know that we have to explain very carefully that the fourth-year students should not be evaluating first-year students on the "self-evaluation" side of the form, because some of them were still doing it in May and we started using these forms last September. But my brain is now leaking out of my ears, practically, because I've been entering 240 student surveys and 90 patient surveys since this morning. And now that I'm at the end of them, I refuse to get sucked into anything else complicated until Monday.
It's approximately a zillion degrees outdoors, and humid, and I'm sorely tempted to stop on the way home and get summer rolls for dinner and then eat them in a cold bath when I get home. I can't decide whether that's the best idea I've had all week, or whether it's slightly more than slightly silly. This here is ice cream weather, but I can't get it home before it melts, so no ice cream. I don't need any ice cream anyway. (But I want some.) I might go whale watching if I can't go swimming tomorrow. I would almost run off to the Cape this weekend, except I don't have the whatever it is to deal with the current crop of kids down there, which consists of five boys under the age of seven.
I was promised a thunderstorm tonight and I bloody well want one. So there.
I've gotten sucked into another data entry project which is going to become a data analysis project and probably an article. But now I know that we have to explain very carefully that the fourth-year students should not be evaluating first-year students on the "self-evaluation" side of the form, because some of them were still doing it in May and we started using these forms last September. But my brain is now leaking out of my ears, practically, because I've been entering 240 student surveys and 90 patient surveys since this morning. And now that I'm at the end of them, I refuse to get sucked into anything else complicated until Monday.
It's approximately a zillion degrees outdoors, and humid, and I'm sorely tempted to stop on the way home and get summer rolls for dinner and then eat them in a cold bath when I get home. I can't decide whether that's the best idea I've had all week, or whether it's slightly more than slightly silly. This here is ice cream weather, but I can't get it home before it melts, so no ice cream. I don't need any ice cream anyway. (But I want some.) I might go whale watching if I can't go swimming tomorrow. I would almost run off to the Cape this weekend, except I don't have the whatever it is to deal with the current crop of kids down there, which consists of five boys under the age of seven.
I was promised a thunderstorm tonight and I bloody well want one. So there.
