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*pitiful whimper*
Sasha Blaze
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Things Going On With Me Right Now:

A. The hard drive on my laptop died over the weekend. I managed to back up all my research from the San Diego trip while it was in its death throes (priorities, you know), but unless the guys at the computer shop here in town can work a miracle, I've lost almost every picture I've taken and every image I've saved in the past two years. Not to mention my demented fanfiction scribblings.

B. This semester I'm teaching an overload and advising another full quarter's load of international students, all unpaid (no comment on that, but if anyone wonders why I'm resigning as department chair in December, well, hey, here's a thought).

C. Don't laugh, but the president of the local Rotary club is leaving town on September 15 for a new job, and guess who's next in line for the office?

D. And then there's all the usual wad o' stuff that life sends every one of us. I have to drive 2 1/2 hours each way on Thursday for the funeral of a family friend. I have to write a paper for a conference in October that, frankly, I shouldn't have proposed because I think the idea is unworkable, but it's too late to back out now. My house appears to be, literally, coming apart at the seams because of the way the foundation has shifted during the past few years of drought.

I'll be around, but I'll probably miss most of the excitement on LJ until January. If there's something that I really need to see, poke me via e-mail, 'k?

But the Sweater Trunk Show will happen! The insane squirrel has spoken!
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oh, honey. i'm so sorry, now what's this about your HOUSE?!??!? golly, my angst about a doll seems particularly ridiculous today, don't it???

waiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

P.S. PLEASE get an answering machine at home! 20 bucks at target! O__O WOOT

Ooooch. I hate answering machines with a violent and unreasoning hatred, and they can feel it . . . I've owned at least six of them in my time, and they always go into mysterious spasms and die within a few weeks. Just keep calling, already! ;-)

OMG. The load-bearing wall in my bedroom has separated from the ceiling. There's a 1/4-inch gap halfway across the room and another big crack up top, on the bathroom side of that wall. !@#*%$&@(!@#&!^ effing clay soil!

>:| yes but *I* hate trying to call and call and there's no answer. And we all know that you are fully expected to cater to ME and what *I* want. Pifft. Get on board, willya? ;^D

omg about your wall. the LOAD bearing wall? did you call somebody? OMG! O__O what are they going to do? omg. that sounds bad!!

oh jeez. this sucks so bad. omg. i'm so sorry.

Holy crap. Sorry Cynthia! Let me know if there is anything I can do to help in anyway.

Good luck with this all!

Awwwww, thank you, sweetie! I SO wish you could wave Merlin's Magic Wand (TM, *snerk*) and make it be December 31. But really, I just needed to whine . . . this will prolly not be the last time, either . . . ;-)

Oh, Cynthia. *hugs*

First thing, the house....you have homeowners, and that should cover it. And, yeah, a drought can cause shifting to occure. It should be covered.
(Though, you'll have to deal with the mess...I really hate the mess, and the bloomin' tool jockies.) *cries*

Delegation is the key word for the Rotarians. You're in charge, delegate...I know they'd love me ^0^ (Except, I'm the worlds worst at delegating...."I can do it myself, thank you.") ^o^

I volunteer way too much time to kids....that I do!! But, in the back of my pea pickin' brain, I keep thinkin' they are the hope for us all. And in the end, I think they give my life something special. No sleep, but...then there will be time for that when I'm really, really old, not just kind-o-old.

Oh, TALK to me about the "it will be faster and simpler just to do it myself" disease. I have a bad, bad, lifelong case of it. Still, delegation. Hmmm. Delegation. It has a ring to it.

So far (she says cautiously) the tool jockies have been reasonably good about cleaning up after themselves, and they've fixed bigger problems with this house than the one I have now. (I think they were bigger, anyway!) But . . . ugh. Of all the towns in all the world, I have to live in one where the earth moves, and not in the good sense.

Oh, HELL, honey :/

*tight hugs and much sympathy*

Wishing you the best, and sending don't-be-overwhelmed luck your way . . . all of that is just too much to deal with at once.

Good luck, sugar!!

*brings you dinner and a bottle of something good to share*

-- A <3<3

*if i whine some more, will there be chocolate fudge cake?*

Hugs back, and sympathy piled on top of it! Stuff does seem to happen in flights and droves, doesn't it? Ugh. I wish all the issues would line up and take a number, that's what I wish.

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MySpace terrifies me in a thoroughly irrational way . . . but LJ is exactly the opposite, thank goodness!

But moan away--Life These Days is well worth a moan or two or twelve. I'm really beginning to think blukat is right, and this IS a period of bad planetary alignment.

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