I am torn about the Snowpocalypse
Jan. 11th, 2011 08:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sirriamnisOn one hand, Oh sweet Goddess, I do not want to go back to work tomorrow.
On the other hand, I have so much shit to do by Friday, that I really can't afford to lose a day. Hell, even if the campus is closed, I may go in just so I can work in fucking PEACE!!!!!
Yeah, things that people who work with adults don't have to say: "You know, if you would just shut the hell up and let me tell you what I've done, we'd be done by now."
I shouldn't be crying with relief when I bound out the door to go home.
All this "Justify the existence of your department!" bullshit is really starting to wear on me. I'm exhausted, strung out and having fucking stupid stress dreams where I'm being chased by zombies at SCA events and stalked by giant damn geese on ATVs. That is when I am sleeping. Ooh, Insomnia Fairy, how I hate you.
Ok, I should really go rescue that D20 from the cats. I guess it's too big to swallow and they can't really hurt it, and I have plenty. Oops, my bad it's actually a D8. Shit when was the last time I even USED a D8. They can play with it I guess. I should probably pick it up before someone bipedal steps on it in their stocking feet.
Ever feel the Universe give you a kick in the pants when you finally pull your head out about something? Yeah, me too.
Ok. I'm debating another piece of 'za. Mmmmm, 'za.
On the other hand, I have so much shit to do by Friday, that I really can't afford to lose a day. Hell, even if the campus is closed, I may go in just so I can work in fucking PEACE!!!!!
Yeah, things that people who work with adults don't have to say: "You know, if you would just shut the hell up and let me tell you what I've done, we'd be done by now."
I shouldn't be crying with relief when I bound out the door to go home.
All this "Justify the existence of your department!" bullshit is really starting to wear on me. I'm exhausted, strung out and having fucking stupid stress dreams where I'm being chased by zombies at SCA events and stalked by giant damn geese on ATVs. That is when I am sleeping. Ooh, Insomnia Fairy, how I hate you.
Ok, I should really go rescue that D20 from the cats. I guess it's too big to swallow and they can't really hurt it, and I have plenty. Oops, my bad it's actually a D8. Shit when was the last time I even USED a D8. They can play with it I guess. I should probably pick it up before someone bipedal steps on it in their stocking feet.
Ever feel the Universe give you a kick in the pants when you finally pull your head out about something? Yeah, me too.
Ok. I'm debating another piece of 'za. Mmmmm, 'za.
