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I think I've caught up on my flist now. (Skim-)Read most-all posts (excluding fic). And 'done' commenting. Some posts I felt as though I ought (or wanted) to reply, but I didn't know how or what to say. Ah well.
Frances seems to like Pink Floyd and my company today. Or maybe she really sensed my need for comfort. Woke up tired again today. I'm not sure if it's a coincidence that I've slept so poorly since I started using proper ear plugs. But I got a Tall strong, sugary coffee to start the day. And it was barely enough to keep me functioning. Lab was long. No-one got it done in the two hours. I got half of it done and I stuck around for an extra hour after.
But I had intended to stick around in the afternoon, after my lecture, to write up and work on labs. However I got upset. With the candour of our lecturer, he made jokes/references to (does not explain reference which people shall not get/care about) and suicide. Well, this did upset me. And I resolved to explain it. For it was not his intention to upset, though he did and ought to know. Well he was of course apologetic and did hope he would not make such a slip again. And I did say, I understood, but felt it prudent to mention. And he was glad I did.
I left, and was rather wobbly on my legs. Due to his mobility problems, we were in a room near his office, hence I was oh-so carefully walking down the stairs from the third floor. I was almost glad people were walking slowly ahead of me - were I going at my usual pace, I surely would have fallen. Well, I went to seek comfort in friends, yet forgot Sally was in LA 'til Wednesday. So I decided I would simply go home to seek comfort in Frances/internet/QaF.
But as I was heading that way, I did run into my lecturer again. And he apologised once more, and did make comment that I had seemed rather upset/out-of-sorts during part of the lecturer. So I suppose I should be appreciative he noticed (though due to the room's layout, I do sit in the front row).
And so that was my day. And Frances was quite active, but then chose my knee, then my hand, to climb onto. Certainly a first. And she's been chillin' out and snoozing for several hours now. Mind you, now my hand really needs movement, but this shall rather annoy her. *hehe*
ETA: Help! Anyone know what I can do with the 100ml of Evaporated Milk I've got left over in a can from Friday's Chocolate Fondue night??? Anything it's good for? What exactly is it? lol Could I use it in my milk/cereal/tea? Or is it thick enough to make some rice pudding? Any idea what I could use it up in? Or, given it's from 3 days ago now, should it be chucked? Tossed it. :)
Frances seems to like Pink Floyd and my company today. Or maybe she really sensed my need for comfort. Woke up tired again today. I'm not sure if it's a coincidence that I've slept so poorly since I started using proper ear plugs. But I got a Tall strong, sugary coffee to start the day. And it was barely enough to keep me functioning. Lab was long. No-one got it done in the two hours. I got half of it done and I stuck around for an extra hour after.
But I had intended to stick around in the afternoon, after my lecture, to write up and work on labs. However I got upset. With the candour of our lecturer, he made jokes/references to (does not explain reference which people shall not get/care about) and suicide. Well, this did upset me. And I resolved to explain it. For it was not his intention to upset, though he did and ought to know. Well he was of course apologetic and did hope he would not make such a slip again. And I did say, I understood, but felt it prudent to mention. And he was glad I did.
I left, and was rather wobbly on my legs. Due to his mobility problems, we were in a room near his office, hence I was oh-so carefully walking down the stairs from the third floor. I was almost glad people were walking slowly ahead of me - were I going at my usual pace, I surely would have fallen. Well, I went to seek comfort in friends, yet forgot Sally was in LA 'til Wednesday. So I decided I would simply go home to seek comfort in Frances/internet/QaF.
But as I was heading that way, I did run into my lecturer again. And he apologised once more, and did make comment that I had seemed rather upset/out-of-sorts during part of the lecturer. So I suppose I should be appreciative he noticed (though due to the room's layout, I do sit in the front row).
And so that was my day. And Frances was quite active, but then chose my knee, then my hand, to climb onto. Certainly a first. And she's been chillin' out and snoozing for several hours now. Mind you, now my hand really needs movement, but this shall rather annoy her. *hehe*
ETA: Help! Anyone know what I can do with the 100ml of Evaporated Milk I've got left over in a can from Friday's Chocolate Fondue night??? Anything it's good for? What exactly is it? lol Could I use it in my milk/cereal/tea? Or is it thick enough to make some rice pudding? Any idea what I could use it up in? Or, given it's from 3 days ago now, should it be chucked? Tossed it. :)