Ah, Monday…

February 29, 2004

Another Monday and new month to look forward to. Let’s make them good ones, ok?

I?m really excited about this next bit of news: I ordered a new computer station/worktable for my studio the other day. It should be delivered some time this week. Right now I have my comp on top of an old drafting table with a filing cabinet located on either side for storage. The printer sits on one cabinet, and the scanner on the other. None of the surfaces match in height so everything is either falling off or crowded as hell. It?s really a bitch to try and get anything done.

Not to mention the fact that Randy and Maizey think the warm top of the monitor is the best place in the world to sleep whenever they can ? and when they are finished napping, they jump down right on top of my other equipment to make their get-away.

Bwahahaha! Not any more, my little pusskalitas! Mean cat-mama took care of that bad habit. There is an adjustable top shelf that can be placed so even the most determined naughty cats cannot squeeze their fat little butts into the space for a snooze.

Check it out:

I even customized it. I asked them to make the desktop bigger — 72 x 30 inches, which was no problem because the company I bought it from manufactures the tables in their own plant.

If I can?t get more organized and productive with a workstation like this, then I give up; there is no hope for me. I?ll let you know how it goes when it arrives this week.

Did you watch the Academy Awards tonight? Meh, me neither. The majority of Hollywood = a bunch of pompous assholes.

I was just wondering if anyone flashed a tit or anything. I?m on alert now. I?m expecting to see tits and asses flashing left , right and everywhere in between. Janet has left me with a constant craaaaaaa-ving?.

Not.

I?m calculating mid-term grades tonight; they are due on Tuesday. To all of my students out there reading this (and you know who you are) no one ever gets an “A” from me at midterm. No one. Not even those of you who brought me flowers, shiny red apples, and scented body oils. (Yeah, right.)

So no whining because you didn?t get one. Hell, I have to give you people something to work for the rest of the semester, you know. Can?t have you resting on your laurels all smug and content.

However, I have to admit, some students have made marks nearly good enough to warrant a mid-term A. This is a signal for me to raise the bar a little more. Harder tests, more reading assignments, and absolutely no lenience on spelling and other careless mistakes. Time to change from Bitch Lite to Classic Bitch mode.

*CLICK*

Hear that? Beware! I just flipped the switch.