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I'm burning diesel, burning dinosaur bones
This is not shaping up to be a good day...the zipper on my last good right support stocking blew out this morning, I couldn't find the other pair (which has a hole in it but is still kind of serviceable) and I was late getting P downtown to work.
( So how was that reading for class? )
After finishing that and writing a rather sulphurous set of reflections, I retired to bed and made my way through the middle third of The Tale of Despereaux. If I wanted to be obnoxious and snarky I would protest the stereotyping of rats as treacherous and cruel, but I don't want to waste the energy.
After I finished that I rewarded myself with a few chapters of The Scar , turned out the lights and went to bed at a somewhat reasonable hour.
Off to weigh in and then attend a time-wasting meeting.
( So how was that reading for class? )
After finishing that and writing a rather sulphurous set of reflections, I retired to bed and made my way through the middle third of The Tale of Despereaux. If I wanted to be obnoxious and snarky I would protest the stereotyping of rats as treacherous and cruel, but I don't want to waste the energy.
After I finished that I rewarded myself with a few chapters of The Scar , turned out the lights and went to bed at a somewhat reasonable hour.
Off to weigh in and then attend a time-wasting meeting.