Adenostoma over at "What an Untenured College Professor Shouldn't Be Doing" tagged me for this meme (and, since you mentioned it, Adenostoma, I think I came upon your blog for the first time last week or the week before, and so you're not yet on my blogroll, but yes, you're on my blog-reading radar - and now you'll be on everybody else's, too! :) ) So now, on to the meme!
I am eating a scone from Starbucks (thus rendering my workout from yesterday null and void).
I want a boyfriend. How lame is that? But I feel like I've got most other things....
I wish that I could stop time, thus allowing me to hang out and relax for as long as I wanted and then to start time back up when it was time to get work done - in other words, I want no consequences for procrastination.
I hate people who, when they find out that I'm an English professor, say they'll have to "watch their grammar" around me.
I love my family and my kitty-cat.
I miss my little grandma who died a couple of years ago.
I fear walking over bridges and/or driving over big long bridges. You wouldn't think this would be a big problem in the Midwest, but in my current location I've gotten "lucky."
I hear the sound of my fingers tapping on the keyboard. Otherwise, all is silent.
I wonder what my cat thinks about when left to his own devices. I mean, sure, he thinks about food and napping and grooming and stuff, but I wonder what else he thinks about (if anything).
I regret not having studied abroad in college. I know - how lame! - but for real, that's the first thing that comes to mind when I think about "regrets." Oh, and the second is going to graduate school and racking up debt during the boom economy of the mid-to-late '90s. Smart about finances, I am not.
I am not getting my work done, obviously!
I dance whenever the mood strikes and sometimes with my Man-Kitty, though he doesn't really like it.
I sing in the car, at home, in my office, all the time. I like singing.
I cry when I watch The Ghost Whisperer. Don't mock: if you watch the show, you too will find your inner cry-baby.
I am not always good at doing what's best for myself.
I make with my hands things to eat. I'm totally not crafty, so other than that, who knows.
I write too many negative comments on student papers and not enough positive ones.
I confuse being flattered with being loved/respected. Not all of the time, but it's something I've got to be really careful about.
I need to clean my house.
I should finish grading and tabulate final grades for my writing courses.
I start my vacation from teaching on Monday!
I finish my vacation from teaching on July 3 (sigh)
I tag whoever in the free world who hasn't done this yet, though I suspect everybody has.
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