Hey folks. Doin' the dual instance thing, will mostly be posting/following from
@sashakovich from this point forward, so if you see a new follow from there, it's me! For realsies!
OH NO I forgot about May Apples until it was too late again ;_;
Today for dinner is just a big ol goddamn bowl of raw vegetables, basically the last three that I'm not allergic to, and the other one that I'm not willing to stop eating anyway
I might need to open my facebook account for like, a week, so I can send a message to a woman I'm *90% sure* is the designer of a sweater. The platform it was sold on has collapsed completely, and as best I can tell, was only available digitally.
I wanna make this weird sweater super bad O_O
#knitting https://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/dagrenning(If by some happenstance you are reading this and think "Hey I have that issue of Lopi then PLZ PLZ PLZ)
Dagrenning pattern by Margrét Linda Gunnlaugsdóttir
Dagrenning (Dawn in English) is from Lopi & Band’s Family issue. It calls for 11 different colors of plotulopi, one plate of each.
At a much more reasonable hour today I will have a meeting with the chair of the department.
At the same time I know he isn’t being forced out of his position and replaced starting this Friday, so if it goes too badly I can just try again in two days.
Formally rejected from the grad class I wanna take. I asked them what the appeals process was; crickets.
Called the Dean’s office where I got even more contradictory information, basically “no idea why they told you any of that, the last time we let an undergrad take a grad course was because their visa was expiring and they wanted to graduate before their time ran out.”
I’m not sure what to do next. Too annoyed to give up, too frustrated to email the relevant prof.
I am so ready to go back to school and get these last two semesters over and done with, and also reluctant to accept that it means eight more months of being half person, half raccoon eating whatever food is closest to my hands and rounding it up to a meal.
I think that at this point my sexuality might just be 'perpetually queer-flagged.'
My poly dating life might be easier AND more adventurous if They really were trying to turn the frogs gay.
The bimonthly question - how high can my city make its convenience fee to pay the water bill online before we all dig out our checkbooks and make them wish we'd all paid online instead?