Blasted New England.
Sun setting on the castle after 9(!!) inches of snow fell that day (in 12 hours) I rushed to get the camera, but by the time I took this picture, the brilliant orange-red had begun to fade. I am so done with New England. This really has to be my last winter. This storm was followed by several days of truly bone chilling cold. The kind that takes 20 minutes indoors to recover from. And Halley is so over snow, too. It ain't even winter proper yet - I think we are doomed.
Here is another view of the snow on the ledge outside our building. There're nine whole inches there, folks!
So, I have been a bad beaner and not posted recently. I always do so hate the holiday period. I have often said that it would be ideal if one could be continuously asleep or drunk from Thanksgiving to MLK, Jr day. This year I have made a conscious effort to not be a bitch, and I think it is working. I found out that several people in my building have noticed my detente with the holidays and have been talking behind my back. I am reasonably sure this talk is not malicious, but one never knows. One of the benefits of not really getting along with my siblings and not having a boyfriend is that my shopping list with quite abbreviated. I am reasonably sure that I will be able to get it all done in a day or two, and that I will have enough dinero left over to fix the exhaust on my car. Finally! I think I am going deaf because of it. Seriously, I keep missing really pertinent words. Case in point:
I went to lunch with the invited speaker in the chem department on Monday. We were talking about mentors (she has had two really prominent bosses) and she said of her PhD advisor that she "was his first graduate student. He didn't know what he was doing yet." Of course, I heard "worst graduate student" and looked way too perplexed for her not to ask me why. This woman is known as a ball-buster, and I just asked if she was the worst grad student?!? She took me down a bit for that one. Damned MIT accent.
Well, hells bells - there was more to this post, but it is gone now. Hoops.
more later... ciao
Here is another view of the snow on the ledge outside our building. There're nine whole inches there, folks!
So, I have been a bad beaner and not posted recently. I always do so hate the holiday period. I have often said that it would be ideal if one could be continuously asleep or drunk from Thanksgiving to MLK, Jr day. This year I have made a conscious effort to not be a bitch, and I think it is working. I found out that several people in my building have noticed my detente with the holidays and have been talking behind my back. I am reasonably sure this talk is not malicious, but one never knows. One of the benefits of not really getting along with my siblings and not having a boyfriend is that my shopping list with quite abbreviated. I am reasonably sure that I will be able to get it all done in a day or two, and that I will have enough dinero left over to fix the exhaust on my car. Finally! I think I am going deaf because of it. Seriously, I keep missing really pertinent words. Case in point:
I went to lunch with the invited speaker in the chem department on Monday. We were talking about mentors (she has had two really prominent bosses) and she said of her PhD advisor that she "was his first graduate student. He didn't know what he was doing yet." Of course, I heard "worst graduate student" and looked way too perplexed for her not to ask me why. This woman is known as a ball-buster, and I just asked if she was the worst grad student?!? She took me down a bit for that one. Damned MIT accent.
Well, hells bells - there was more to this post, but it is gone now. Hoops.
more later... ciao
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