Mom: *seeing me at the PC* "What are you doing?"
Me: "The same thing I do every night - TRY TO TAKE OVER THE INTERNET."
Sibling: "... and most of the time, you succeed."
Me: *DIES LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY*
Sibling: "... that wasn't meant to be funny."
Me: "... what, you were actually
Also I have discovered that, at work, really good teh tarik
can work a TOTAL TRANSFORMATION on me. Which can be best expressed as turning me from this version of Gokudera
into hyper!bunny-hugging!Reborn!Ouran parody! Gokudera
. Sugar and tea and milk in those
proportions DO WONDERS for me.
Work this week is a beautiful case of doing twice the work in half the time, as a result of the crash course in derivatives that we have to do this week. Two hours
of derivatives! Part of me is deeply
and genuinely grateful for it, and the other half of me is going, "But my BRAIN! Can I really absorb all this information
AND do the HOMEWORK, too?"
Today when I returned home at 8.30pm (once again, this is even with me starting the day in the office at 8.30am), I was stunned by why the air smelt so extraordinarily
sweet, and then I realised that it because that was THE SCENT OF FREEDOM.