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wombat_sochoWell, I managed to finish up three days' worth of work in one hectic day, along with a paper for Multicultural & Gifted Learning Environments or whatever the fark it was called, but I didn't take any breaks and did deal with a lot of AD stuff over the phone and on the internet. So I'm a little burned out at the moment. My inner child is whining, "Aw, do we have to go do laundry tonight?" and unfortunately I can't reach the softass little mope to smack him upside the head.
There was an LJ post from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drunkenphlower, one of our former senior staff at AD wishing us luck, which was nice to see. We do miss her and wish she'd come back (to say nothing of ladyhotaru and the Reverend), but work is probably still trying to kill her. I dunno; we're not talking these days, and I don't put a lot of stock in the fortune cookie I got today which read, "Missing friends will soon come back into your life." That's so vague and oracular it could cover everything from the LJ post to the convention to...whatever. I've gotten used to people drifting out of my life for good reasons or no reason at all, even in these days of the Internet when just about everyone I know even vaguely is just a few keystrokes and a tap of the keypad away. It's depressing, but that's just the way it is.
Well, enough time wasted brooding about crap. Time to make things happen.
There was an LJ post from
drunkenphlower, one of our former senior staff at AD wishing us luck, which was nice to see. We do miss her and wish she'd come back (to say nothing of ladyhotaru and the Reverend), but work is probably still trying to kill her. I dunno; we're not talking these days, and I don't put a lot of stock in the fortune cookie I got today which read, "Missing friends will soon come back into your life." That's so vague and oracular it could cover everything from the LJ post to the convention to...whatever. I've gotten used to people drifting out of my life for good reasons or no reason at all, even in these days of the Internet when just about everyone I know even vaguely is just a few keystrokes and a tap of the keypad away. It's depressing, but that's just the way it is. Well, enough time wasted brooding about crap. Time to make things happen.
