the safety valve has opened...
Jun. 24th, 2003 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesAll of a sudden, about half an hour ago, I felt like singing for no reason at all. I haven't felt that way for about two weeks. Since unaccompanied singing in my office is a good way to collect odd looks, I'm playing Blues Traveler instead and singing along with it.
I'm still short 22 dinner orders for the Event on Thursday, but I've decided if the students can't be bothered to tell me what their guests want to eat, they can bloody well get what I order them. I've only been reminding the students for about a week now. I believe I've reached the point at which I've decided it's not worth stressing myself about any more. Thank goodness.
It also helps that Dr. H is in a good mood today. Apparently he was out playing golf at 5:30 this morning. Better him than me. I woke up sometime around then this morning and noticed that the bookshelf beside my bed was lit up orange (because of the sunlight coming in, but I didn't get that far) and for some reason I thought that meant I had left the light on last night. Then I noticed that the light was off, decided it wasn't worth getting excited about, and went back to sleep.
Off to collate more data from faculty performance surveys. This year the students seem to be being honest about them, as opposed to putting down what they think the faculty want to hear. Maybe it'll actually mean something in the long run.
I'm still short 22 dinner orders for the Event on Thursday, but I've decided if the students can't be bothered to tell me what their guests want to eat, they can bloody well get what I order them. I've only been reminding the students for about a week now. I believe I've reached the point at which I've decided it's not worth stressing myself about any more. Thank goodness.
It also helps that Dr. H is in a good mood today. Apparently he was out playing golf at 5:30 this morning. Better him than me. I woke up sometime around then this morning and noticed that the bookshelf beside my bed was lit up orange (because of the sunlight coming in, but I didn't get that far) and for some reason I thought that meant I had left the light on last night. Then I noticed that the light was off, decided it wasn't worth getting excited about, and went back to sleep.
Off to collate more data from faculty performance surveys. This year the students seem to be being honest about them, as opposed to putting down what they think the faculty want to hear. Maybe it'll actually mean something in the long run.
