Mavraster

Starting off, I didn't like things.  Mainy because my father invited himself along, but eh, I'll do what I can. The trip to the motel that I was staying at for the event was nice, had a lovely mini-pool for soaking and relaxing, but alas, my schedule was too darn busy by the time we got there for me to make use of it.  It really did look good. But moving on, after a bit of a hiccup in getting our rooms situated, it turns out that no, my father did not in fact get his own room, he was staying in mine.  By the way, it only had one bed in it.  That meant that we'd have to share the bed. But there wasn't any time for that, because we had to ge

You may have heard about some sort of thing happening in a few days. The Eclipse of 2017. I've been on again/off again anticipating it over the years since I've started teaching astronomy.  I've since agreed to help out with a collegue of mine (they've since retired last year) with a star party the night before, and then the actual eclipse day the next morning. My father wanted to 'invite himself' along, and while hesitant, I agreed, as long as he went ahead and made efforts to reserve a room for it.  I've provided the various links to him so that he could go set it up at his leisure.  The thing is that I never heard back from him on this.

I looked at the settings that my last journal entry and saw it fitting for this one, so eh, why not keep it? I must say that I'm feeling very miserable, but that's not new. I'm avoiding friends, avoiding family as much as possible, avoiding responsibilities of work as much as possible (I still have papers and labs to grade for this round of idiots, it's the 'class from hell' back in winter of '13 all over again.  Long-time friends of mine expressed a desire to throw me a party today, and I went along with it if it makes them happy.  Personally, I'd rather just be left along, cuddled up with a dementor from the Hairy Potter universe, in the