Away with the scheduling, again

I think one more day ought to do it. I went through what the SBP Remus would probably call the "slug-in-nostril" stage this morning, and Hippo's allowed to be petted, though I'm still keeping him well away from my face. The nostril slug demands that it be so. Nevertheless he trailed me around like a dog this morning and jumped into my lap the first time I sat down. I felt very guilty that I had to stuff him in a carrier right afterwards but Petsmart was slow today so he got home early (yes, he's home already - the drop off was moved up to 1pm today), and so it all worked out.

Having finished all immediate work that's due on Monday, I think I'll begin the gradual slide into midterm-panic mode again. Why's it that I'm going to end up with the double-quiz-midterm deal again? On Thursday and Friday again, no less? Annie has taught me the phrase "that this just proves that there is a God and that He hates you" and so now whenever things like this just "happen" (o happy coincidences that they no doubt are) I find myself thinking about it. Apparently stress brings out the philosophical side of me. Who knew?

Meant to re-pot some of the stuff on the balcony into larger pots (as that their roots are already leaking out of the container) but am not feeling up to it today. Maybe when we start harvesting again at Orchard Park and I can pick up some potting soil. Warmer weather = better germination / growth rate for loads of things, anyway. Nothing, however, would've prepared me for the chairs (green, no less) that suddenly sprung up in our balcony on Friday, if Annie didn't already warn me a while back that she'll be bringing the deck chairs over.

I got attacked by frozen, mobile things from the freezer the other day. Freezed goods can be surprisingly ferocious. And bruising. And the chicken bake things might possibly even be somewhat aerodynamic, which's all very interesting if it's just... ... physics. Excuse me while I go and bang my head against something now. I'm having trouble shutting off bits of my brain. Signalling error. Shut down. Reboot. Etc.