fandom_stocking!
Dec. 16th, 2012 03:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
motetusI was planning on only filling stockings this year, but then the list of people I wanted to do stuff for started getting longer and longer until I went "sod it, why not!" My fandom stocking is here, in case you feel inclined, and do let me know if your stocking isn't found under the Inception or Eagle tags. I have no plans for my two week holiday aside from fight the wife for control of the Playstation and panic about possibly buying a flat of our own next year (I am not ready to be this grown up!), so I want to do at least one constructive thing with my time and fill as many stockings as I can, hopefully with things that aren't too ridiculous. Actually, looking at the first fill I'm working on, ignore that last bit. Not going to happen.
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I think I need a 'my lab is the best' tag by now. Our Christmas party, after much alcohol consumption, involved 1) me telling my supervisor terrible, terrible things such as how I wish I'd "been a bit more of a slag" before settling down and getting married (I would be more mortified about this if I wasn't fairly positive he was too drunk to remember anything the next day), 2) us trying to cheer up Adorable PhD Student who was moping about wanting a slow, old-fashioned courtship followed by marriage and babies with the guy he's currently stalking on Grindr, and 3) my supervisor saying all sort of sweet, drunken things about how much he adores his students and wants us to be happy, which I suppose makes up for him making me participate in karaoke, the bastard.
I feel like I'm doing grad school all wrong by enjoying it so much.
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I think I need a 'my lab is the best' tag by now. Our Christmas party, after much alcohol consumption, involved 1) me telling my supervisor terrible, terrible things such as how I wish I'd "been a bit more of a slag" before settling down and getting married (I would be more mortified about this if I wasn't fairly positive he was too drunk to remember anything the next day), 2) us trying to cheer up Adorable PhD Student who was moping about wanting a slow, old-fashioned courtship followed by marriage and babies with the guy he's currently stalking on Grindr, and 3) my supervisor saying all sort of sweet, drunken things about how much he adores his students and wants us to be happy, which I suppose makes up for him making me participate in karaoke, the bastard.
I feel like I'm doing grad school all wrong by enjoying it so much.
