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Didn't get home until jsut after 9pm last night, and I anticipate sending today in that peculiar stupor that is toomuch work on too little sleep. I forgot, yesterday, that I'd told Donna I'd do her pruning lab/tree walk last night, until she reminded me (around lunch time). So, hung around the greenhouse until 6, waited for her to herd her students together long enough to tell them what the evening's plan was, and off we went.Walked mos of the tree trail and a good chunk of inner campus.

I'm too old to keep these hours. Dunno how I'm going to get anything done today.

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As is probably obvious from my last post, I was half-asleep when I typed that. Sorry 'bout the typos.

The day has not gotten better, I'm just more awake. Awake enough to realize it's colder than they were forecasting, and I hurt (probably why I'm awake, actually). Awake enough to muddle through a 9am meeting with Maintenance Director about yet more contractor BS....not sure it's my job to be doing this, but he keeps asking me to, so I do. That left me awake enough to type a proposal for Maintenance Director and Vice President, and that got me through until lunch.

Not sure what's on the agenda for the afternoon. Supposed to be planting my new trees (they came in Monday), but I can't do that until I get weedkiller sprayed where they're going, and that can't happen until it warms up and the wind stops. Maybe I'll go cut up the dead stuff I sent Courtney out to do yesterday, since she didn't get it done.

My schedule for next week is even more screwed up, after this morning's meeting. Now I get to come in to work on Monday, for the first of the meetings about landscaping the new buildings. And again on Tuesday, for the second meeting. So that leaves me with just one weekend day this coming weekend, and that will be completely eaten by the HSA meeting. Argh.

In recognition of National Poetry Month

...and all the lovely, but serious, things my friends have been posting, I offer these silly haiku, posted on haikusoup a couple years back. Warning: mildly salacious, possibly NSFW.