Work Galore

I should have just kept my mouth shut when I complained that I was bored just the day.
Now, after attending two back to back meetings, I have more work than I could ask for.
Deadlines. Good luck to me.
Eventful Saturday. We rounded up our meeting and celebrated one of my committee members 69th birthday.
I have quite a few old men in my committee. Last I check, all of them were retired (rich) ex teachers & veteran writers whose old enough to be called my granddad.

The timetable's up and I'm very happy with it.
No school on Friday. Two hour lecture on Wednesday.
But a packed Tuesday - though the 10.30 start and a few hrs break in between makes the timetable look 'manageable'.
We'll see. Judging by the list of lecturers we'll be getting this year - all male - I think we will go back to being the geeky researchers working our butt off to complete endless assignments.

The man has a crazy schedule at the moment.
It's been a week now since I met my midget.
And because besides trying to get a pile of work done, I'm missing him - so I did what I'm good at. Irritate the hell out of him.
'By, want to meet when? Next year?'
'Over and out. Midget you there?'
'Hello? Are you in New Zealand?'

Haha. He got the hint although it took a lot of self-control not to turn into a whiny desperate girlfriend who sounds attention deprived. But he promise me a lunch, thats good enough.
And I know he made a good point when he said 'I can't wait to see how you start work - who will be in New Zealand then?' Haha. Too bad ler by - this is the post effect of a good 3 mth holidays.