Saturday

More gun kink service and a whole buncha knives from The Rebel. Love how Z1L is so loose and very not-Shen Wei here (of course neither are those shoes what were they thinking?). Da Qing has an opinion about something. Looking forward to the timeline meltdowns if we get Bai Yu and Zhu Yilong onscreen together in 1921.

Fanart: Botany Prof. Shen. Mermaid Shen Wei. Love this sketchy style.

Yesterday was a day. Everyone in the office seems cool and chill, though.

The front desk person is a Kpop fan and reads fanfic, the undergrad coordinator who has the office that branches off from mine might be a bigger nerd than me, our accounting dude wears plaid shirts with cowboy boots and loves his two cats, and y’all already know how I feel about the chair.

I met the prof who is the faculty graduate person and seems very invested in doing right by the grad students. Kind of excessively. Like to the point where he wants to continue doing some duties for a few months (handbook updates, responses to potential applicants) until I get up to speed. Not for micro-managing purposes, but he’s just real committed (after 19 years with various graduate coordinator faculty members I can tell the difference). Also he’s funny, self-deprecating, and talks glowingly about his wife all the time.

I was fucking wiped out by the time I got home. Managed an eight-word Tweet letting people know I survived but didn’t have the energy for anything else. Some of that is probably fallout from basically not eating for two days because nerves and having to be ~on~ while meeting a whole slew of people. Crossing fingers hard it eases up/I acclimate because when I got home all I could do was sit on the couch in a kind of stupor. Even music was too much. I started to feel a little better around 8pm but was still very happy when it was late enough I could go to bed. Dragging a bit today, obviously.

A full week of work next week!