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Jun. 13th, 2018 04:17 pmDrained is about the word for it. Three days into the 3.5-day symposium and I want to go to bed and not get up again until Tuesday. I'm taking Friday off just so I can not get up until I damn well want to, and then go out and do precisely as much as I want (or don't want). But I did manage to talk intelligently about surveys and student feedback meetings for 50 minutes this morning, so now I don't have to worry about that.
I think I liked the first book of the Chronicle of the Unhewn Throne better than the second, but I liked the second enough to go get the third. I wonder if I'll have time before the extravaganza in Cambridge tomorrow, but I suspect I'll have to wait until after.
I want an absurd amount of Vietnamese rice vermicelli salad with grilled beef, but I want it to be waiting for me when I get home, and that's not going to happen. Sometimes having another human at home would be nice. There are at least three major problems with the cats accepting my dinner delivery, the first of which is, they won't. (The second is, even if they did, they don't understand money; the third is, they might decide to eat the food for me.)
I think I liked the first book of the Chronicle of the Unhewn Throne better than the second, but I liked the second enough to go get the third. I wonder if I'll have time before the extravaganza in Cambridge tomorrow, but I suspect I'll have to wait until after.
I want an absurd amount of Vietnamese rice vermicelli salad with grilled beef, but I want it to be waiting for me when I get home, and that's not going to happen. Sometimes having another human at home would be nice. There are at least three major problems with the cats accepting my dinner delivery, the first of which is, they won't. (The second is, even if they did, they don't understand money; the third is, they might decide to eat the food for me.)
