The confessional approach

[muckefuck]

This is likely the first of many entries today. Why? Because I'm STOO-pid. I didn't get enough sleep and reviewing my students' work is not going to be enough by itself to get me through this day. And, sweet Jeezus! I've got a departmental meeting up next.

monshu and I dined at Tweet last night. (Review forthcoming.) Afterwards, we came back to my place for the most fantastic, earth-shatteringly satisfying ...cake! GOTCHA! e. made this tuxedo cake with just enough in it that's not high-qualilty chocolate so you can get a knife through. I've been portioning it out as gradually as possible, but last night was its last. Even over a week old, it's still scrumpdillyumptious. COME BACK, TUXEDO CAKE, COME BACK!.

Had I ended my evening there, everything would be jackanory. But, no, I had to try for the third time to locate my Thai dictionary. I joked to myself at the start that it would be in the last box to be opened, but sure enough, this turned out to be true. I searched all other boxes twice or thrice before I realised there was one with tape still on it.

I spent the next three hours looking up Thai words. But that's another post.

I dreamt that my upstairs neighbour was playing his radio too loud. I woke up to find that my radio alarm had already gone off. (I usually wake up before it.) Then I laid there and watched the sun rise. But that's another post.

See, three prospective posts and it's not even mid-morning yet!

Comments

[gopower.livejournal.com]

By definition, of course, you'll always find something in the last place you looked.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Exactly, which is why that's not how I phrased it. You're deliberately misunderstanding me, you awful hateful hostile person, you!

You're such a tease.

[bunj.livejournal.com]

Well, I feel gyped. Here it is, almost 5:00 and none of the promised posts have materialized. Just some nattering about rude posters and some small beer. Why do you write, if not for my pleasure? Regale me with tales of Tweet, educate me with exciting Thai wordage, and lift my soul with thoughts on an autumn morning.

Re: You're such a tease.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Um, for my own satisfaction?

No! Obviously I do it to toot my own skin flute and tease and disappointe and spawn dramas that fill up my journal and cause me stress at work. Oh, and for the babes.

Re: You're such a tease.

[mollpeartree.livejournal.com]

Chicks dig etymology.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Sib, that explains so much! What do the old d00ds dig?

[mollpeartree.livejournal.com]

Girlish naivete and an attraction to bright, shiny objects. But I don't think these are the old dudes you're looking for.