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14 March 2006
What are you dreading?→[More:]Me:
- Paying my damn taxes.
- Moving, again.
- My daughter dating (okay, so that's kind of far off, but still)
And I actually like my job (a lot of the time). I'd give it up in a heartbeat if someone offered to support me though. All I need is some space outside for my garden and inside for my bookshelves.
rich, there's a guy out here. He says he's gonna take mike's daughter to my as-yet-unfound apartment and then crush the 'pode's soul. Should I let him in?
I have a bunch of stuff that I need to do that involves dealing with all kinds of bureaucratic ickiness... I've put it off so long that it's just so wrong now. I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up a crazy old homeless bag lady one day. These two things are not unrelated.
Having to wait another quarter to be able to pay off my credit card because I was going to exercise my options to do it but now I need to wait until the next exercise period, because our stock went down a bunch, but I'm sure it will go up again.
-Starting a new job in a new field and hoping I fit in.
-Getting all the arcane paperwork in for the above without pissing off the nice HR lady.
-Surviving the rest of the month in old job's hellish hostile takeover environment.
-Hoping my strange, cranky car doesn't explode.
-Hoping the landlord's vanishing crackboat doesn't indicate my imminent eviction.
-That, and I just accidentally sent an email to the HR lady with my blog's html address in the tagline. Hopefully she won't read it and decide I'm some kind of security risk.
Oh, porpoise! You'll have to tell us how it went on Friday!
Earlier I was trying to think of what I should mention for the "greatest compliments" thread, and I didn't think of this then, but one of my closest friends here invited me (and only me) to sit in on her thesis defense for her PhD. That was a great compliment.
Things LF dreads:
-my upcoming comprehensive exam
-my final for the course I'm in
-marking 500 exams, and then doing it again for the final
-reading any credit card bills or bank statements
You guys need to think big, here. Me, I lose sleep over parts per million of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, the coming economic collapse, peak oil, the final paryoxsms of our fragile civilization as the last desperate scramble for resources gets underway, and the human propensity to fall victim to religious hysteria in times of stress-- the whole Easter Island scenario.
And then, you know, having to deal with the mess in the kitchen when I get home.