My ex-boyfriend gave me this page-a-day calendar for Christmas with two stipulations:
1. Do not look ahead at the pictures. That’s cheating.
2. Try to go as long as possible without tearing off the waxy-glue stuff at the top.
I followed those rules. And. Um. HOLY COW HOW DID NOVEMBER GET HERE ALREADY?!?
My advisor gave me some documents yesterday that he wanted me to work on.
I have a quiz today, a stats project due Friday, and homework for another research class on Friday.
I have to finish grading the exams from one of the classes I TA. The same exam that my advisor informed me that I needed to create. The day before the exam.
Today my advisor saw me in the hallway as I was leaving for lunch and said, “Hey. Will you get those documents to me by the end of the day to turn them in?”
“Oh. You should have told me yesterday that it needed to be done today.”
“Well. It needs to be done.”
WTF.
I hate grad school.
“HEY, I MOVED THIS STUFF FOR YOU.”
“Put it back.”
“AND THEN I MADE THIS BIG.”
“I didn’t ask for that.”
“I AM HELPING.”
“Please stop.”
Every day is Take Your Child to Work Day when you’re using Microsoft Word.
Yes. That.
I love this book.
“Gerald believes he is allergic to his best friend! Will he have to stay away from Piggie forever?”
This could be a scene from Lovely Anomaly’s and my friendship…
Hee! Now I want to read this book. Elephants! With tissues!
Love this. (via horticult)