So many meetings. Must cut budget.
It’s actually pretty liberating.
Every time I sit down, I have to get back up. I can’t get anything done.
I am so tired of that phrase “baby bump.” That needs to end already.
I need an extended vacation. Like a year. Or ten.
Argh. Why is the website not working? I need to see the course catalog.
I’ve felt like I’ve had to sneeze pretty much constantly for two days straight. I only sneeze occasionally, though still more than usual. The sensation of needing to sneeze without actually sneezing needs to stop right freaking now.
A gay rainbow puppy factory.
Holy balls of heck.
I need a snack.
I really don’t want anything to do with that organization.
Process, damn you! Process!
I would like to go home now please.
I think I’ve looked at the interwebs twice today and both of those things were work related.
Oh no. None of this lounging about in pajamas all day. There are just some things I will not tolerate.
OK, there are a lot of things I will not tolerate. I’m not big on the tolerance. This is probably why I don’t go out much.
I don’t think this water tastes very good. And it’s not terribly cold.
I think this geology class will be fun. But it’s the politics of genocide class that I’m really looking forward to.
Response from the chair: “Thank you for letting me know about your concerns.” It was rather anticlimactic.
Wow, I’m starving.
How can we really still have two whole entire days left in this week? Surely that must somehow be in defiance of the laws of physics or a disruption of the space time continuum. Surely I have lived an entire week already.
Oh no. Really. No one needs to see that. Ever.
Miss W is being awfully sweet to me. I’m not going to question it.
That map is HUGE!
I like colored pencils.
I’ve become addicted to reading books on my tablet that still does not have a name. It’s so much easier to knit and read that way.
I should probably get the mail.
Ameboid protazoan. WordPress thinks I spelled those wrong.
I don’t know how you could possibly tell if that was two thirds. What a ridiculous way to vote.
I think the tablet that does not have a name needs a reboot.
It’s a super secret. I’ll never tell.
Stupid not raining gloom turning into sun. Bah humbug.
Making this book is more complicated than it should have been.
Cranapple can’t take the place of Diet Coke. It’s so much more expensive.
Yes, it is true. I quit the Diet Coke. Where’s my medal?
I also accept cash prizes.