I have had, all in all, a pretty successful semester as a professor. I had a couple of conference presentations. I was very active in the University community (and ultimately may become the faculty advisor to a sorority). I got a great evaluation from my colleagues. My first honors thesis advisee defended his thesis with flying colors ( Read more... )

You knew it was coming. It was just a matter of time. And apparently, today is the day. I am starting to FREAK THE FUCK OUT.

Okay, kids, I have known New Guy since mid-August. In fact, I've known him for almost two months. And suddenly, I realized today--I like this guy. HOLY SHIT I REALLY LIKE THIS GUY ( Read more... )

New Guy took his subject test for the GRE this morning. I told him to call me when he was done, and my phone rang around 11:30 this morning.

Missy: Wow, that was fast! Good job!
New Guy: Uh... thanks? Wait, that's usually not a compliment.

New Guy: Quit making fun of my choices! I hate you!
Missy: It's funny, because when you say "I hate you," my brain automatically translates it to "Missy, you are so awesome, I want to hang out with you all the time".
New Guy: Yep. That's a pretty accurate translation ( Read more... )

Wen: Missy is making cookies for her new guy.
James: You can feel free to bring me cookies anytime.
Wen: I bring you stuff all the time! You should bring me fucking cookies!!!

Later that night, I heard her mutter, "Bring me cookies... I'm gonna punch you in the cookies ( Read more... )

Okay, consider this a public service announcement: for those of you I know on Facebook, you are hereby requested to take into consideration that I am now Facebook friends with the guy I'm dating ( Read more... )

Tonight, I ended up with a dead bird under the hood of my car ( Read more... )

My apologies for going on and on about this guy who just appeared out of the blue barely a month ago, but--wait, fuck you guys. My blog, my rules. Anyway, I was thinking about all of the times I've ever made a ridiculously detailed list of what I'm looking for in a man. I've had endless discussions with people, and written it down on more than ( Read more... )

Missy: I think some kid just wiped out on a skateboard outside. I heard rolling wheels, then a horrible crack and gravel crunching.
Terri: And you didn't investigate??
Missy: It's not MY kid.

New Guy: I got an invitation to join some club for being in the top fifteen percent of my class.
Missy: Considering that in this week alone you skipped one ( Read more... )

New Guy: I think... wait, I talked to you on Thursday, right?
Missy: Yes, because that's when you called me an idiot and I called you a sexist asshole.
New Guy: Oh, look who's got new pet names!

New Guy: Have you ever heard of a guy named Rob... uh...
Missy: Oh, the guy who sings "Particle Board"!?
New Guy: Only you would know that's who I meant ( Read more... )