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Oct. 21st, 2008 11:15 pmThe moveable letter sign outside First Church Somerville for the Oct. 23 blood drive says on one side, "DO UR PART." Only, this morning as I walked by it it said, "PROUD ART."
( gym )
Andrew (in conversation about the most recent imaginary div school plan thing): "If you like geeking out over religion, you could always be a proff. Then someone could babysit you!"
Busy day at work again today.
I fail at taking lunch at my desk. I still answer my phone and look at my email (though I mostly don't actually respond to the work email until my lunch hour's over and I'm 'back on the clock' -- even though that's such an arbitrary distinction in a lot of ways).
Lizzy and I were gonna have coffee today after work, but I think she forgot. Which was fine, since I still had ~110 pages of reading left to do for class tomorrow. I basically locked myself in Sever Hall to read (skipped econ class entirely -- I need to only take one class next semester).
From an email exchange today:
me: You never get tired of correcting my spelling, do you?
Ian: It's like decaf coffee -- addictive but harmless.
Also amusing:
Greg (referring to how I used to have a box of Snickers at my desk): Whatever you did to make that happen, you should do that again.
me (to Ian): Yeah, what did I do to make that happen?
( gym )
Andrew (in conversation about the most recent imaginary div school plan thing): "If you like geeking out over religion, you could always be a proff. Then someone could babysit you!"
Busy day at work again today.
I fail at taking lunch at my desk. I still answer my phone and look at my email (though I mostly don't actually respond to the work email until my lunch hour's over and I'm 'back on the clock' -- even though that's such an arbitrary distinction in a lot of ways).
Lizzy and I were gonna have coffee today after work, but I think she forgot. Which was fine, since I still had ~110 pages of reading left to do for class tomorrow. I basically locked myself in Sever Hall to read (skipped econ class entirely -- I need to only take one class next semester).
From an email exchange today:
me: You never get tired of correcting my spelling, do you?
Ian: It's like decaf coffee -- addictive but harmless.
Also amusing:
Greg (referring to how I used to have a box of Snickers at my desk): Whatever you did to make that happen, you should do that again.
me (to Ian): Yeah, what did I do to make that happen?