( Cut because you probably don't want to hear about my thesis. )

Instead of finishing my grading, I have been 1) writing fic, and 2) making an ASSLOAD OF MANTI. NO JOKE.

What's a manti? This, basically. When speaking of them in Russian, manti is taken as the plural, manta singular; in Kazakh, however, manti is singular and the plural is mantiler.

Anyway!

( 33% more manti than anticipated! )

YOU GUYS YOU GUYS ASLAN CAME* YESTERDAY

( Photographic proof! )

Oh, holidays. We only had two lessons today, and they weren't so bad, even if all during the first one my students were being pulled in and out to prepare for the Nauryz party. I made tacos for the second lesson--well, made the filling last night and warmed it up in the microwave in the cafeteria--and blew the students' minds; also had to explain ( Read more... )

Somewhere in Kansas City, there is a woman with a genuine, literal, bullet-proof weave. I'm waiting to see this in a Marvel comic, myself.

And, lacking any other content, I give you ( A picspam mainly of my cat. In which Lucy auditions for her future career as a Lolcat. )

Actually had a productive day today--taught my lesson, got my printing done, talked to Oleg about stuff. And gave into my craving for crappy food by making home fries. Aitjamal's visit with MA's college went okay, so now it's just a question of whether she can find my college without getting lost or ending up in Shaxtinsk or something ( Read more... )

Today has not been a good day. I vented about it a little to MA, so I don't feel like rehashing here. Nothing happened, or at least, nothing that hasn't been happening for a while; I just think it's February trying to kill me.

The antedote to this is, of course, MOAR FANDOM. So this weekend MA and I will probably wrap up The Adventures of Henry ( Read more... )