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Biologist!Twin is coming to town for interviews this week. Her plane doesn't get in until late tonight, which gives me plenty of time to both tidy and vacuum up all the lovely sheddings of my cat, because he will make her sneeze.

I was kind of productive cleaning yesterday, then got distracted by both random papers, reading fanfic on A03... and the adorable snark of Ryan Reynolds on Blade: Trinity. Gosh, that movie is terrible. Though even a glimpse of Callum Keith Rennie makes me smile.

I hope to also celebrate her arrival by making cookies. We'll see if that plan makes it to fruition :o)

Today I:

+ did two loads of laundry (one of them was my sheets, bonus)

+ bought supplies to clean the bathroom

+ bought groceries

- didn't actually make of them for dinner (it was a PB&J sandwich kind of night)

+ continued to eat my way through the loaf of Alton Brown banana bread that I made last night. YUM.

+ had an epiphany about how to add furniture to my bedroom so that I could actually store all my stuff.

+ got to rewatch Lucky Number Slevin, which is one of my favorite crime thriller type movies.

This morning Younger Sister and Roommate and their old college roommate drove down to southern California to visit some friends and stuff, so I have the house to myself until Monday night (when Roommate gets back). I did a little tidying (mostly running the dishwasher, because much wine was drunk and they all made rice krispy treats, both of which make dishes) and then had delicious tortellini with my sister's homemade pasta sauce of awesome. Then I made Jello instant pudding (I know my gourmet skills impress you so) so that was tasty.

I then watched a few season 1 Bones episodes and ( spoilers for 'Man in the Fallout Shelter' and 'Woman in the Car' ).

It was so super hot for a couple days, and I had this impulse to write about how heatwaves can drive a variety of people crazy. I wanted especially to write a drabble in Bones and Criminal Minds and, amazingly, it happened! I am shocked when sometimes I had an urge to write a specific thing and sit down... and do it. I mean, I sat down and wrote it out long hand and then typed it and edited and then there it was. Honestly, sometimes the story just sort of pours out (which sounds kind of crazy and hippy, that the story "fell from my fingers" or something like that) and happens and it's super cool and exciting. So, long story short, go read Exothermic Reactions and see how elementary!verse John and Rodney, Rusty and Danny, Booth and Brennan, Prentiss and Reid and Morgan, and Fraser and Kowalski all deal with the ick of summery heat. It definitely cheered me up, so hope you enjoy it!

Does anyone have a copy of the Original Broadway recording of Guys and Dolls (ie the one with Nathan Lane singing Nathan Detroit) that they could not so subtly send my way? The CD I have, through many years of wear and tear, has become uplayable past the middle, which is really distressing. So I thought I'd ask before I go shelling out more money.

I would be totally amendable to a cd "sent" (electronically) in return, or a mix playlist of your choosing :o)

It's nice to have some days when I know that I can't be called to teach... because schooooooooool's out for SUMMER! *air guitar*

So I'm pondering a new Elementary!verse bit in my head and so I ask the assembled...

what was the weirdest school-time/school-age injury you suffered as a kid? I'm thinking of the "falling off the monkey bars and breaking your arm"/"nosebleed during the school play" variety. Nothing too scary, though; this is adorableness that I am writing, not horror, thanks :o)

I am home with Mom this weekend hanging out and being helpful and at present, I feel that the "productivity" will manifest itself as me cleaning out my room, because there's all this junk that I've had forever that I probably don't need to still have. Fun. Orrrrr, perhaps a nap XD

But the weather is lovely and I love being home and how I can see lights from my window down the hill at night and it's great.

Apologies for the slight non-sequitor-ness; I didn't get much sleep :o)

Mom's plane lands in a couple hours (she's here for a conference on making graphs, or something) and I'm still fighting off this weird almost cold that I've had for most of the week, but having now found another murderer thanks to Criminal Minds, I am off to clean and tidy the house. Oh, in more holiday news, I still have lots of Xmas cards if someone wants one. I plan on getting around to addressing/sending them soonish, promise. That post is here, or just shoot me an email.

It's feeling very San Francisco winter-y outside (I couldn't wear flip flops! Shock!) which is kind of lovely. I have oodles of ideas for holiday presents, and seeing as it looks like I'll be around long enough to have Amazon sent here, I should just bite the bullet and buy things.

Thanksgiving was lovely, though I've been sick (or almost-sick) ever since, which is a bummer. This too shall pass, naturally, but can it pass now, please?

Younger Sister said she'd be back "early" to help clean. Apparently her definition of early and mine are a little bit different, though to be fair I slept in (trying to sleep past the headache) also.

Hope everyone's having a good end to your weekend and that you're staying warm in all the different kinds of winter going around from coast to coast.

Today I'm teaching middle school social studies which, at the moment, means that the 7th graders are writing poems about the Roman Empire, which are quite funny. Then we will have 6th we're studying India, and then something about timelines (w00t) and then finally Aztecs and Incas in 8th. And it's Friday, which means lots of hanging out and relaxing and weekend-ness.

I was also doing some work for online school (my new class, 3rd of 4 (almost there!), is called Understanding Language Acquisition and Cognition and involves lots of fiddly linguistics work) and so had to write about the importance of culture in understanding metaphors. If you don't have cars, telling someone the crowd was like a "traffic jam" isn't very powerful, huh?

Oh, and I plan on going to Ikea again this weekend. Where my to-do list is as follows:

One (1) of this.
Two (2) of these.
Probably something like this one.
And several (?) of these, depending on the size of my posters (might have to go to BB&B).

I stayed up too late doing laundry and organizing, but fortunately I've gotten enough extra sleep this week for it to be ok. Oh, and I should go get my backpack out of my car, so that my contact lens solution doesn't boil in the heat (not that it's exactly warm yet, but...) All in all, a good start to the weekend. Have fun, kids!

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Evey: Are you like a crazy person?


Gosh, I love this movie. What I don't love? That I somehow have to rehang my sister's closet door... by myself. As well as getting the GIGANTIC (though awesome) tv into the car. I also have to make a "language acquisition chart" for my online class. Ew, boring and ew.

But teaching at Labyrinth today was adorable (though wow, weird when all the kids are a year older and there are lots of new teachers) and I got to have coffee with one of my friends there. Getting up at 6:15 was a bummer, though. Not the shortest commute ever.

I sort of wanted to post something profound and thinky due to the date, but the truth is that it didn't touch my life in any way close to the way it affected others, so I'll just let it go, shall I? It's strange to think that most of the kids I teach (almost all of the kids I teach) don't have any independent memories of 9/11, though.

Frisbee was lovely, in that "running off stress" sort of way. I wish there'd been a little more sitting and hanging out time, but still, fun. I am off to NYC tomorrow night late to be in town for rhymester's Thingy, and will also get the chance to see capedcrusader92, alemara, kumquat_queen, MusicJunkie, Playwright!Twin, and EDD :o) Maybe even some grad school kids. alichacco, any way you'd be up for a quick coffee or something either Sat. or Sun. afternoon? I wish I could be there longer, but I'm luck to get to go as it is; we are in prime packing/moving mode, with a side of "Finish Dad's book and mail it out". I got to send a box to England today, though, which makes me feel very international. XD

Still, in all the stress, I bought a ticket to this (FYI, it will try to start cheerfully blasting "No Day But Today" kind of loudly, so mute your computer first), which makes everything a little bit better. :o)

Finished my paper. *dances* Took a whole bunch of crap over to the new apartment. *boogies* Even managed to have dinner after I got home at 10pm. *shimmies* I get to go play frisbee at the beach tomorrow! *jazz hands!*

And I finally get to see my cat after a week of him being with my sister. I missed him. *SNUUUUUUUGGLE*