editor’s apology

the editor of this publication would like to apologize for any remarks that nature or H– took to be slanderous in our previous article. at the time of printing, the article in question (“nature fail”) was correct. shortly after going to print, however, we received notice that snow was indeed on the way, and H– employees could go home early. the editor and author apologize for any misrepresentation, however unintentional.

nature fail

i felt like a little kid this morning (yes, moreso than usual). we were supposed to get up to 12 inches of snow beginning midday – which was all but an ironclad guarantee to only have a half-day at work. imagine my delight. i mean seriously. i cannot think of anything more wonderful than a half-day of work (except a full day off work, or being independently wealthy and never having to work at all – anyway).

so we all came in to the office, brighter-eyed and bushier-tailed than ever. inspired by our impending early dismissal, i managed to get a ton of work done this morning (probably more work than i’ve gotten done all year). the excitement around the office was mounting as the early hours ticked by. 11 o’clock was the magic moment. at 11 the blizzard was supposed to come.

i think one snowflake fell.

and now, just before 1 pm, when we’re supposed to be in the middle of an utterly wretched storm (a FebFury, to quote sharon), this is the scene outside:

the h-- courtyard

this just in

have i told you this already?

this just in from the dean’s office (not a direct quote per se): 

H–  is not going to have lay-offs! and don’t believe the rumors about a hiring freeze — it’s a bit of a hiring frost, if you will, but it’s not a freeze!!

a hiring frost– a little worse than a hiring cold front, but not as bad as a hiring freeze.

oh, the comfort we find in the economic-crisis times!

anotherboringpost

instead of my usual diatribes and soapboxes, trips down memory lane or deep and introspective nonsense, i’ve decided today to just reflect on the things that are happening around me. the undeniable, matter-of-fact matters of fact in my current existence. the “what’s going on” in my ordinary life.

i’ve been working at H– now for almost 5 months. it is what it is. i do not love it, but for now, it’s fine. i still work for 6 professors, but one is gone and one is a new one. one of the 6 requires literally no work of me, so really i work for 5. and the new professor hasn’t arrived and has no email address yet, so really, i work for 4. the professor i used to be deathly afraid of is now one of my favorites, and we have a strange cameraderie between the two of us — i suspect he is secretly laughing at me, and i am often secretly laughing at him. how funny to be mutually patronizing/patronized by someone. another professor gave me roses this morning — to thank me for my help with some urgent stuff and to say happy new years. i love flowers.

Boston is experiencing the coldest winter in years – and, thus, so am i. i think i have acclimated (or am acclimating) pretty well to this winter, though. truth be told, i’d rather have a harsh winter my first winter — because i was expecting the absolute worst and this means i can handle anything hereafter. the most telling proof of my acclimation is how happy i am that today it’s going to be 35 degrees! woot! yeah farenheit. you don’t even know. 35 is so great. tomorrow it will be teens, and friday it will be 2 degrees. 35 seems so blissful. so lovely. i could even suspect it was 35 in the garden of eden.

for the past 10 days or so, i’ve been the onlyperson at my apartment, so i’ve tried to keep the heat on super low (to keep costs low, etc). this means i sleep under a P I L E of blankets. which has proved useful — the other day, i thought someone was breaking into my apartment, and then i decided it was okay if they did, because no one would have been able to tell there was a person under all the covers on my bed. i planned to text 911 from under there. anyone know if you can do that — text 911, i mean?

i’ve learned to cook in the past several weeks. bona fide foods. which is interesting. they taste pretty decent — nothing spectacular yet, but i have full confidence. and, for the record, it seems that there is nothing either chili pepper or ranch dressing can’t cure.

i’m planning a trip to austin in a few weeks — in time for february, which (as you must know) is PIE MONTH.

i think i will end on that blissful note.