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We have visitors staying at the moment (Steph's aunt and cousin).
Nika loves having visitors. She loves having them so much that she sees absolutely no reason for anyone to go to bed. When we forced her upstairs to our bedroom last night, she lay in her kennel in the corner of the room whining piteously until horribly late. Then, at about 5.30 a.m., she was up again, ready for the day. I had to get up at 6.30 so I could head off to work. She was so outraged that, apparently, I was going to see the visitors and she wasn't that she started shrieking and kicking the door.
Still, I maintain that dogs are better than children. Dogs don't sulk, they do what they're told (most of the time), and if you want to go out, you can just lock them in a kennel and leave them there.
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I'm going through one of those really depressed writing patches where everything I send out is coming back rejected. I keep telling myself that I know these stories are as good as the ones I've sold, probably better, but I'm not convincing myself to feel good about the whole thing. Also, I'm itching to hear back from my agent about the manuscript submissions. Yeah, I know it's too early, but I'm still getting impatient.
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We're going through something called a periodic review at work. Basically, the entire department's teaching and learning provision is being inspected with a fine, pedantic eye. Being a university, everything has been left to the last minute so suddenly I'm being bombarded with things that absolutely have to be done to the website NOW to get through the inspection. New materials, new handbooks, text changes and so on and so on. Of course, this really shows up the farcical nature of the inspection. These materials should have been on the website at the beginning of the academic year in September, but no one had prepared them and given them to me. Now that they really aren't any use to the students, who will all already have photocopied the materials they need, up they go. Still, at least everything will be up to date for once, which I suppose makes the inspection useful, if not particularly representative of the services the students normally have.
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Now I've typed the above, I'm nervous that someone at work will read it and fire me. Man, this is living on the edge. :)
Nika loves having visitors. She loves having them so much that she sees absolutely no reason for anyone to go to bed. When we forced her upstairs to our bedroom last night, she lay in her kennel in the corner of the room whining piteously until horribly late. Then, at about 5.30 a.m., she was up again, ready for the day. I had to get up at 6.30 so I could head off to work. She was so outraged that, apparently, I was going to see the visitors and she wasn't that she started shrieking and kicking the door.
Still, I maintain that dogs are better than children. Dogs don't sulk, they do what they're told (most of the time), and if you want to go out, you can just lock them in a kennel and leave them there.
I'm going through one of those really depressed writing patches where everything I send out is coming back rejected. I keep telling myself that I know these stories are as good as the ones I've sold, probably better, but I'm not convincing myself to feel good about the whole thing. Also, I'm itching to hear back from my agent about the manuscript submissions. Yeah, I know it's too early, but I'm still getting impatient.
We're going through something called a periodic review at work. Basically, the entire department's teaching and learning provision is being inspected with a fine, pedantic eye. Being a university, everything has been left to the last minute so suddenly I'm being bombarded with things that absolutely have to be done to the website NOW to get through the inspection. New materials, new handbooks, text changes and so on and so on. Of course, this really shows up the farcical nature of the inspection. These materials should have been on the website at the beginning of the academic year in September, but no one had prepared them and given them to me. Now that they really aren't any use to the students, who will all already have photocopied the materials they need, up they go. Still, at least everything will be up to date for once, which I suppose makes the inspection useful, if not particularly representative of the services the students normally have.
Now I've typed the above, I'm nervous that someone at work will read it and fire me. Man, this is living on the edge. :)
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