Wind back the clock a few* hours, however, and something good happened today. The something deserves more than a brief, lop-sided mention, but that's all I'm capable of right now.
* Make that quite a few. Several, even. Where did the evening go?
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Under the gaze of the Marge Pez dispenser.
Today I returned to a stack of mail bills and an inbox brimming with dull, administrative email. (It's already time to pay for the department Christmas party? Jesus.) The Pandora's box of reality already (re)opened, I also — finally — examined the PhD completion form I received weeks ago. Sure, I'll justify my application for an extension, but must I do it before the end of next month? It's punishment enough to know I'll be spending another year on the blasted thing. If you offered me one wish right now, ten seconds of thinking music would be ten wasted.
Wind back the clock a few* hours, however, and something good happened today. The something deserves more than a brief, lop-sided mention, but that's all I'm capable of right now.
* Make that quite a few. Several, even. Where did the evening go?
Wind back the clock a few* hours, however, and something good happened today. The something deserves more than a brief, lop-sided mention, but that's all I'm capable of right now.
* Make that quite a few. Several, even. Where did the evening go?
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