Allergies Suck

The juniper/cedar pollen has me considering which medication will least knock me on my ass. That’s always fun.

In other news, I’m totally ditching the 12 or so pages I’d written of the RFP & starting out again. They were, as Colin Mochrie might say, “THAT’S CRAP!” Between this RFP & my non-medicated allergy state, I was wondering if submissed was a word (for you naughty-minded readers, and I know I have a few [and you know I love you all for it], the context was “blah blah blah blah, exactly how the proposal should be submi…”). I am so foggy that I couldn’t remember where to go from there. Submissioned, was wrong, submissed, wrong… I actually went to a dictionary. Oh. SubMITTED. Right. I knew that.

PDX was lovely, as always. I stayed up too late, as always. I slept too late, as is typical. Oh! I finished Soph’s hat, now I just need to figure out how to block it.

Back to RFP. Will be very glad indeed when I gradumacate. Have found out the convocation is at 8:freaking30pyem. Feh. RFP. Right.