Eeeek. This month just won't end. I've got two dumb proposals, a manuscript, a prospectus, three articles to review, two conferences - and then... finally a move to Home State. How much Miller Lite does it take to grease the wheels here and make things go? Have given up on taming how I eat this month, and rediscovered vegan cake.
And will somebody buy our dumbass house already?
Please...send...booze...fruity girly booze. And no, my shirt stays on. Unless you buy my DUMBASS house!
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Good luck to you on the sale (and obtaining the fruity liquor... I prefer single malt scotch myself). We will make an offer and put our house on the market tomorrow morning. I feel at least a sliver of your pain.
You need something stronger than Miller Lite!
I'll send some happy real estate thoughts your way....
I would decline reviewing papers and going to conferences in favor of writing proposals and supervising students projects. Otherwise it's easy to go insane.
Good luck with your move!
I hear you about letting go. I've been working on a fellowship proposal over the weekend and at one point looked down and saw the space around my chair littered with beer bottles, a bag of doritos, and what looked to be half eaten turkey sandwich. I turned into a writing machine, albeit a disgusting one.
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