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I was trying not to start with a rant. But I just can't do any more "Can we have a Zoom session so you can do things for me that I should do myself? Send me a link" meetings. If the meeting is your idea, YOU set up the Zoom link. Especially if it's a session that's going to make me tear my hair out after about ten minutes. (MMSc student, who now wants a screen-sharing session so I can walk her through every single step of how to resubmit the article, which got unsubmitted because she sent in a version with track changes still on.)
I want my saucepans, dammit. I suppose I could boil cut-up potatoes in a sufficiently deep frying pan, but it's the wrong tool for the job, and the lack of the right tool annoys me. Especially since the right tools have been sitting in Warwick, RI since Saturday.
Right. Breathing. And watching Quirk play with her catnip mouse. The ball with the bell in it has disappeared someplace, which is OK with me for right now. I'll find it after the Tuesday meetings are over with. The disappearance of cat toys seems to bother me more than it bothers the cats. They'd be bothered if the food dishes or the furniture disappeared, though.
I want my saucepans, dammit. I suppose I could boil cut-up potatoes in a sufficiently deep frying pan, but it's the wrong tool for the job, and the lack of the right tool annoys me. Especially since the right tools have been sitting in Warwick, RI since Saturday.
Right. Breathing. And watching Quirk play with her catnip mouse. The ball with the bell in it has disappeared someplace, which is OK with me for right now. I'll find it after the Tuesday meetings are over with. The disappearance of cat toys seems to bother me more than it bothers the cats. They'd be bothered if the food dishes or the furniture disappeared, though.