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The good news is, my car is NOT totaled.
It's just $700 shy of being totaled.
So I'm taking it to the shop this morning, and Enterprise is meeting me there with a rental car.
Last night? I dreamed that they showed up with a grey POS that was *called* a Yugo, but wasn't actually a Yugo. However, it was over 20 years old and had been built behind the Iron Curtain. And they swore this was the best and only car they had to offer me. Yeah, that sucked.
I assume I will not be given a Yugo to drive.
I'm feeling MUCH better, though the antibiotics are making my tummy a bit icky. But that's okay, b/c I can swallow.
Work is going okay, actually. My students *hate* the novel we're reading, which is a little sad, b/c I like it. (McKinley's Rose Daughter.) Personally, I think they're being whiny about what they don't like, but I suppose tastes differ. Quite dramatically, apparently.
I had a minor breakthrough on an article I've been working on, and I think I might actually be able to finish the damn thing as a result.
Oh!! So, last night, I watched Undercovers. I thought it looked like a fun show, and I really wanted to support it anyway, b/c here is a show that is not an ensemble or a sitcom, is not targeted at a predominantly black audience, and yet has black principle actors. That's incredibly rare, and I was excited about it.
I liked it--I loved the spy stuff, which was fun and sexy and not too dire, and I liked the characters. I think the show needs a bit more zing, somehow, but pilots are always a bit off, so I'll wait and see what happens next week. I think it has great potential, though, and when the main characters are *that* beautiful? A lot of minor problems can be forgiven.
It's just $700 shy of being totaled.
So I'm taking it to the shop this morning, and Enterprise is meeting me there with a rental car.
Last night? I dreamed that they showed up with a grey POS that was *called* a Yugo, but wasn't actually a Yugo. However, it was over 20 years old and had been built behind the Iron Curtain. And they swore this was the best and only car they had to offer me. Yeah, that sucked.
I assume I will not be given a Yugo to drive.
I'm feeling MUCH better, though the antibiotics are making my tummy a bit icky. But that's okay, b/c I can swallow.
Work is going okay, actually. My students *hate* the novel we're reading, which is a little sad, b/c I like it. (McKinley's Rose Daughter.) Personally, I think they're being whiny about what they don't like, but I suppose tastes differ. Quite dramatically, apparently.
I had a minor breakthrough on an article I've been working on, and I think I might actually be able to finish the damn thing as a result.
Oh!! So, last night, I watched Undercovers. I thought it looked like a fun show, and I really wanted to support it anyway, b/c here is a show that is not an ensemble or a sitcom, is not targeted at a predominantly black audience, and yet has black principle actors. That's incredibly rare, and I was excited about it.
I liked it--I loved the spy stuff, which was fun and sexy and not too dire, and I liked the characters. I think the show needs a bit more zing, somehow, but pilots are always a bit off, so I'll wait and see what happens next week. I think it has great potential, though, and when the main characters are *that* beautiful? A lot of minor problems can be forgiven.