Random Observations

[rolanni]

There's a piece of caulking that's pulled away from the concrete on a stairway I use frequently. On the way up the stairs, in the morning, it looks like a coil of old caulk. On the way down the stairs, in the afternoon, it looks like a pale gecko, taking the sun on the warm stone. Three days in a row now, it's fooled me.


That's the second doctor's visit on the week finished. One more, tomorrow, and we're done with that. I wonder why I always push these things into bunches. Surely it would be better to space them out more?


Ninety-four short days until Mouse and Dragon needs to be turned in, and! I have to close out SRM's year and get the stuff ready for the accountant.


Dismantling two-hundred-odd job search dossiers and packing them into paper boxes for shredding goes a whole lot faster than assembling those same dossiers. Seems unfair, really.


I wonder what's going to happen to the Traveling Scholars -- that gypsy tribe whose members fill in a for a year here, and the next year there, and the year after, over there. The state universities canceled searches wholesale, so I hear it, tightening their belts, y'know. Thin times, all up and down the food-chain.


Short on sleep, last night. Going to try to remedy that, tonight.

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[jhetley.livejournal.com]

"I wonder what's going to happen to the Traveling Scholars -- that gypsy tribe whose members fill in a for a year here, and the next year there, and the year after, over there."

We're kinda sorta wondering that ourselves, with regards to Younger Son and his post-doc research. That initial grant was for one year, with the possibility of a one-year extension. Year's up in August . . .