Monday.

Well I have begun reading my bloglines a bit earlier than I usually allow myself on weekdays (it’s a reward, not a warm-up, for me), but I figured, I’ve managed to avoid doing work so far today, why break the momentum? I was amazed that I managed to make it in to campus by 9 this morning (evidently that is the extent of my Monday exertions). I have many things I need be doing and no desire to do any of them, including cleaning up after my cats and getting my household to-do list done. (Do not even glance at the to-do list on the sidebar. It can smell fear. Avoid eye contact and back away slowly.)

So, in an earlier post I promised many future topics for blogging and included wombats, because, frankly, the word is so fun and chewy in your mouth. Wombat. Wombat. Wommm---bat. See? But after everyone had gone home the other night after some drinking (we have a tradition of going back to my place and sobering up by watching Monty Python videos --- you see where my lifelong sense of absurdity has been fostered) I was really not interested in working, as it was 11 pm and I had that great feeling of rightness with the world (“I love you man!”) but not the capability to actually communicate that in sentences on my blog, so I surfed around on the ‘net. In my random internet perambulations, surprisingly, I found photos of wombats (and I was searching for more Victorian mustache illustrations to make fun of too, so it’s quite strange). They are, in truth, quite cute; I had no idea they would live up to the pleasures of their name so wonderfully. So, here are some wombats for those of you who need to take your mind off work and Other Serious Things:












Any requests for posts other than wombats and ranty, annoyed grad school advice? Hum a few bars and I’ll fake it.