I was going to finish Life in Progress over Christmas break, but I've been sick all week and school starts again tomorrow.
Anyone have any good home remedies for post-nasal drip? If I could eat something without it all tasting like snot, that would be so wonderful.
Maybe I'll luck out and some of my classes this term will turn out to be easy. I'm taking Multicultural Youth Literature and Usability Analysis, so there is a chance one of my teachers will give me a break--it's not like the semester with Grant Writing and Cataloging where the subject matter automatically required a lot of work. (I'm working on a Masters of Library and Information Science, if anyone is curious.)
At work, things have been interesting lately. We're doing a statistical analysis type thing to assess how all the city departments are doing. The analysis part is a pain in the butt, but at the last meeting the Police Chief started his presentation by praising me by name to the Mayor--which is a big thing considering that I'm a lowly payroll clerk (there are only two jobs in the entire city government that make less money than I do).
But the really interesting thing was that on the way back from the meeting, I was there for a drug bust. It was like watching COPS, except live and in person.
Anyone have any good home remedies for post-nasal drip? If I could eat something without it all tasting like snot, that would be so wonderful.
Maybe I'll luck out and some of my classes this term will turn out to be easy. I'm taking Multicultural Youth Literature and Usability Analysis, so there is a chance one of my teachers will give me a break--it's not like the semester with Grant Writing and Cataloging where the subject matter automatically required a lot of work. (I'm working on a Masters of Library and Information Science, if anyone is curious.)
At work, things have been interesting lately. We're doing a statistical analysis type thing to assess how all the city departments are doing. The analysis part is a pain in the butt, but at the last meeting the Police Chief started his presentation by praising me by name to the Mayor--which is a big thing considering that I'm a lowly payroll clerk (there are only two jobs in the entire city government that make less money than I do).
But the really interesting thing was that on the way back from the meeting, I was there for a drug bust. It was like watching COPS, except live and in person.


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If I have to wait a little longer for the rest of the story, I'll still enjoy it when I get it!
Garlic.
It kills everything. *nods*
That and rubbing Vick's Vapor Rub on the soles of your feet.
-Lina
I do remember that chicken soup, especially the home made kind, is called jewish penicillin.