Poster girl for Workaholics Anonymous

I think I just gave myself a hernia trying not to laugh at this Firefly fic (shockingly enough, there's someone else in the Mac lab). Just...go read it. It's hilarious.

....Um. I'm TOTALLY working hard this afternoon. Getting a lot of work done. Yep. that's me.

(Hey, I managed to clean out my electronic inbox for the Review, since I would usually work one of my hours this morning. And I have a thesis for my history paper. That's something!)

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In other news, winter blew in. Well, okay, very cold and damp autumn. But the heat is definitely not on in my apartment, and it's definitely cold there. It's somewhat better in the library, though, which is nice.

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Finally, happy belated birthday to tarzanic! I have totally fallen behind on the birthdays, so I'm sorry to everyone I missed. :(

*does a little dance o' crazy*

Typo of the day: "Adama Smith."

Yes, in fact, I am still in the library. Well, I left at 6 and just came back about an hour ago, but whatever. I'm on hour seven or something like that. I'm actually doing work now, anyway, as evidenced by the typo. I may or may not have broken out into a chorus of "Dancing Through Life," since it's kind of DEAD down here, 'cause who besides weirdos like me actually study during "October Reading Days," especially after dark?

I feel like I had something more interesting to put here, but it's left me now, sucked away by statistics of lbs/year of legally-imported vs. smuggled tea in Britain, 1741-1784. Mmm. Tasty.