Oh Friday, I love you


Wow – add Madonna to your Pandora rotation and you get Whitney, the Footloose soundtrack, and Kim Wilde. Sweet! To think I’ve been missing out on all this 80’s goodness all these months.

It has been quiet in my little alcove since 7:30. I don’t think, since it’s the first week, anyone has copying this early. And since drop/add is done, students have given up on coming in here. Well, let’s knock on wood for that. Actually, I don’t mind being busy sometimes. I like feeling productive. If I have a really good, busy day, I go home and feel like a million bucks. I am a better dogmom, a better wife, and an all around good person. Jovial even.

Been here an hour – this is good. Time just needs to keep on passing. I have to go home for lunch so I plan on eating the leftover pizza from last night. Ash and I went to this new local pizza place called the Red Elephant. It is managed by a guy who used to be a TA at FSU and who used to manage Outback. In fact, the guy who brought Outback to Tallahssee opened this place. So of course, since Outback is our favorite restaurant, we had to go here. And it was yummy. I wouldn’t go there for dinner a lot but maybe if they got breadsticks on the menu, which our waiter said they probably would soon. I wouold reccomend it.

On the subject of food, I made our Valentine’s Day reservations yesterday. On the 14th, we’re going to just go to Outback and I’ll pay. Then on the 17th we’re going to drive over to Jacksonvill to go to Ruth’s Chris and Ash will buy. I am way excited because I have always wanted to go there. It’s crappy that Jax is our closest one but it was sort of Ash’s idea. It will be fun nonetheless. I have to buy a new outfit to wear though. Which is also kind of fun I guess. 🙂

Well, Happy Friday everyone. I hope your day is going as swimmingly as mine.

ETA: Don’t ever brag about how great your day is going because inevitably, this will change ASAP. I found out that my Masters cannot post and I cannot get paid to teach until a “no grade” for a thesis hour I took 2 summers ago is changed on my file. Which means the most unreliable professor in the entire department has to get someone to sign this form for him. Will he check his email? I don’t know. Can we call him? No. I fucking hate big Universities.

5 thoughts on “Oh Friday, I love you

  1. Oh, man, that bites. Sorry about that. At least the department there isn’t imploding with professors telling Ph.D. students to apply out of the program on the chance of gettting into a more stable one. . .

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