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Oct. 27th, 2006 05:23 pmWell.
Most of my plans for this afternoon have been effectively killed, as I went to take a half-hour nap at 1:30 and woke up four hours later. Dammmit, I have too much to do to be sleeping like that.
So, in lieu of finishing one of the eight million things I have to do to get ready to put a paper out this weekend, I will tell you a story. Yes, I realized I've been like the walking dead recently.
So, you all remember Super Cool Comm Prof, right? The one who scared me half to death by calling me from the hospital?
Well, she's not Super Cool for no reason.
( She got her first degree in math... )
Alright, all that aside, there is something I'd like to say.
If you are on my flist, I read your journal. Every single entry, for the most part. I'm absolute shit at commenting and even posting my own entries because my life's really busy. And you know what? I don't feel bad about that.
But I do want to reassure people. If you're here, I read you. Fic, angst posts, random spam, I promise I read it all, even if I don't say anything. I often think of you all. I hope that you all know that I'm willing to lend an ear to you at any time, and I'm easy to find. AIM and LJ Talk and my email are all in my profile. I know I hate to randomly IM people because I feel like I'm interrupting something. So here's your permission to ping me whenever you want about whatever you want.
I tend to do a lot better expressing myself over chat and the phone, anyway. Journal entries and comments seem so... formal, as though there are rules I might break.
Anyway, I just wanted to say all that.
Most of my plans for this afternoon have been effectively killed, as I went to take a half-hour nap at 1:30 and woke up four hours later. Dammmit, I have too much to do to be sleeping like that.
So, in lieu of finishing one of the eight million things I have to do to get ready to put a paper out this weekend, I will tell you a story. Yes, I realized I've been like the walking dead recently.
So, you all remember Super Cool Comm Prof, right? The one who scared me half to death by calling me from the hospital?
Well, she's not Super Cool for no reason.
( She got her first degree in math... )
Alright, all that aside, there is something I'd like to say.
If you are on my flist, I read your journal. Every single entry, for the most part. I'm absolute shit at commenting and even posting my own entries because my life's really busy. And you know what? I don't feel bad about that.
But I do want to reassure people. If you're here, I read you. Fic, angst posts, random spam, I promise I read it all, even if I don't say anything. I often think of you all. I hope that you all know that I'm willing to lend an ear to you at any time, and I'm easy to find. AIM and LJ Talk and my email are all in my profile. I know I hate to randomly IM people because I feel like I'm interrupting something. So here's your permission to ping me whenever you want about whatever you want.
I tend to do a lot better expressing myself over chat and the phone, anyway. Journal entries and comments seem so... formal, as though there are rules I might break.
Anyway, I just wanted to say all that.
