Every day is about to become longer, thank fucking god. I’m tired of late-afternoon shadows at 3 in the afternoon.
Everyone is chatting on facebook about how the world didn’t end. I don’t fucking care.
However, I am grateful that the 20-page paper I have to finish editing today and that was written by Chinese scientists was clearly edited for language issues before it got to me. This makes my life/job ten times easier.
I am grateful that my students bought me a mug that said “Best College Ass-Kicker” (this comes from one of them who used to say “Indy kicks my ass, but in a good way.”)
I am grateful that someone thought to revise Shakespeare in the following way:
C’mon. It’s festivus day at Fangs and Clause. Air your grievances.
PS Should one of those students, by chance, be reading this: you must watch ALL of the sassy gay friend videos.
My favorite Sassy Gay Friend video is for Desdemona, because I remember thinking exactly the same thing: “Get out now, woman!”
Yes! Longer days are coming (thank fucking god). It’s so confusing to lie in bed at 7am and think it’s quarter of two. I’m all out of whack.