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I once read a news article about two roommates who got into such a huge fight that one ended up coshing the other over the head and killing him. Know what the fight was over? Toilet paper. They were arguing over whose turn it was to buy more. I thought that was one of the dumbest things I'd ever heard.
However, the speed with which my flatmate goes through rolls I am beginning to understand the frustration a little. I swear she uses it for everything. As tissue to blow her nose or clean her glasses. As paper towel. As decoration is her bedroom. Who knows? But we go through an unnatural amount of it, even when I buy the mega-size rolls. Two women who are rarely home do not typically use 8 rolls a week I wouldn't think. I'm going to have to start stashing some.
But this is a trivial matter that I will get over in time. :-P I'm probably just extra-cowish lately due to the semester finishing in a month's time. The spectre of exams is looming. God I wish I only had to worry about studying. But after 26 June, there's a teaching recess, and I'm done!
Not done, done, as I wanted to be. No *sigh* this degree will be taking more than a year's worth of work. But fortunately I can dedicate myself primarily to my own research from now on. Much less adjudication and teaching, unless I decide to take one more for some masochistic reason. Nope, the end of June, it's all about me. I don't even have to stick around here if I don't want to, as my research may require me to travel. Such a travesty. I am disappointed I won't be graduating for at least another year, or five depending how long I drag this out, but it's good to know I'm on my way.
Someone else in my life is pregnant! Jeepers. Nora, my sister-in-law, has achieved success after quite a few months of trying. It's funny, she and my brother conceived Donal easily enough, but had to resort to medical procedures to have their second child. I'm just so glad for them that it worked the first time. Nora is so cute, and she totally knows how to play Kevin. I was chatting with them on the phone yesterday and I was amazed at how well she's trained him. The slightest change in tone and he's all doting. It constantly throws me. But it suits him. Both of them.
*sniffles* Thinking about them and all that back there makes me homesick.
The lilacs will have bloomed and gone by now. I'll have to make it back there eventually.
However, the speed with which my flatmate goes through rolls I am beginning to understand the frustration a little. I swear she uses it for everything. As tissue to blow her nose or clean her glasses. As paper towel. As decoration is her bedroom. Who knows? But we go through an unnatural amount of it, even when I buy the mega-size rolls. Two women who are rarely home do not typically use 8 rolls a week I wouldn't think. I'm going to have to start stashing some.
But this is a trivial matter that I will get over in time. :-P I'm probably just extra-cowish lately due to the semester finishing in a month's time. The spectre of exams is looming. God I wish I only had to worry about studying. But after 26 June, there's a teaching recess, and I'm done!
Not done, done, as I wanted to be. No *sigh* this degree will be taking more than a year's worth of work. But fortunately I can dedicate myself primarily to my own research from now on. Much less adjudication and teaching, unless I decide to take one more for some masochistic reason. Nope, the end of June, it's all about me. I don't even have to stick around here if I don't want to, as my research may require me to travel. Such a travesty. I am disappointed I won't be graduating for at least another year, or five depending how long I drag this out, but it's good to know I'm on my way.
Someone else in my life is pregnant! Jeepers. Nora, my sister-in-law, has achieved success after quite a few months of trying. It's funny, she and my brother conceived Donal easily enough, but had to resort to medical procedures to have their second child. I'm just so glad for them that it worked the first time. Nora is so cute, and she totally knows how to play Kevin. I was chatting with them on the phone yesterday and I was amazed at how well she's trained him. The slightest change in tone and he's all doting. It constantly throws me. But it suits him. Both of them.
*sniffles* Thinking about them and all that back there makes me homesick.
The lilacs will have bloomed and gone by now. I'll have to make it back there eventually.