Fuck.

(You know for a nice girl who doesn't swear much, I have sure been using that word a lot lately).

All the work I put into my thesis earlier today is gone.  I know I saved it. I use a very specific naming convention to keep the iterations separated, but the latest versions (5.1 Foti Comments, 6.0) are not on my computer. They aren't in the ( Read more... )

My books are unpacked. Just because it is a small room does not mean I gave up one inch of shelving - I still have three tall bookcases.  Since I ditched a bunch of books in preparation for the move there are even a few gaps ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a bad day ( Read more... )

I was chatting with Adam tonight, when he started to tease me about something (I cant even remember what, which shows you how cruel he was not being :).  My immediate response in light of my earlier conversation today was to say, "Stop! I am not accepting that I have any flaws today.  Like Mary Poppins, I am practically perfect in every way ( Read more... )

This is the holiday I campaigned to have off, and I am enjoying it.

Most of today was spent on a graveling beach, in the sun, fileting salmon and doing crafts.  It was a good day and I am feeling the perfect mix of sun and wind burned, tired, and appreciative for the blessings in my life.

Writing this feels wrong, especially since I have five legs of plane flights coming up and tend to think I am more likely to die in a fiery crash if I admit to being very happy, very unhappy, etc. My life pegs the irony-meter often enough, that putting that sort of thing on (virtual) paper feels like an unnecessary risk factor ( Read more... )