My worksheet is done, and contains critical thinking questions, so I don't feel too "bad teacher-y" over it.

I can now save and collapse into bed at will without guilt.

On a more positive note, I wore my "serious professional" outfit today for my evaluation (which I got an "Excellent" on, and I also got 100% on my midterm eval by my mentor teacher, yeah me) and I've lost enough weight that a formely well-fitting pants and tailored shirt combo was baggy and shapeless.

Which is yeah! but also boo! cause, dammit, that's my interview shirt, and it totally fits like saggy ass now.

No, VW, sounds like you just need to respond with a "see, I wanted to see you before Friday? Before the project?" ("Did you not read my email?") thing...

There must be some ideal body for carrying a pregnancy. It's just I've never met anyone who had it.

I think Flea really liked being pregnant, or something.

I am BORED. Also, just spent way too much money on car insurance. DAMN. Shit's expensive. And I still feel like if I actually got into an accident, I'd be screwed. I hate that feeling.

However. BORED. And it's not even 8:30 yet. This is why I do not work early--I get home and there's nothing to do! (They let us out at 3pm today because of the snow, I got home at 4:15, read my email and LJ and here, and...then I didn't have much to do, unless I wanted to do laundry. Which I don't. Hmph. (But I didn't want to go DO anything, because of the snow, and the fact that I'm going out tomorrow and Wednesday). I am not good at entertaining myself unless there are books I have not read, nearby.

This is why I do not work early--I get home and there's nothing to do!

Monday is a boring night. I solve this by going to bed early. Going to bed early is more fun when there's a handsome husband there though.

Heh. If I had a handsome anyone waiting in my bed, I would definitely NOT be bored.

Monday is definitely a boring night. I read Newsweek. I got new car insurance. I cancelled my old insurance. I watched an episode of "The L Word" (which seems to be much more fun this season, am I crazy?). And it's STILL only 8:40.

And I did so much cleaning on Saturday night that the only thing left is laundry. Which sounds like so much EFFORT.

And I left my car at work, so no up and driving to the bookstore.

Someone come over to my house and entertain me!!

I'll be right there, meara. Leave a light on. I *so* need to go on retreat.

Rock, Cindy! Come on over! You can check out the DC museums while I'm at work tomorrow. My couch is v. comfy, and the apartment is even clean for once!

And if anyone wants to come be the handsome person in my bed, applications are available. :)

Harold G. Hart, of Neillsville, allegedly told police that he routinely stopped at a Greenwood farm, usually after bar closing or on trips to strip clubs near Marshfield or Neillsville.

Huh. That's almost my part of Wisconsin.

I wish to state for the record that I've never had relations of any sort with cows. I didn't like cows - they're excessively stupid (which added to my work) and occasionaly they were mean to me.

And if anyone wants to come be the handsome person in my bed, applications are available. :)

Does the applicaton require one to list dates of previous experience? because it'd take some work to look that up.

Heh. No, but after this weekend, I think I am going to have to insist on either (a) some modicum of dancing ability, or (b) the sense to NOT DANCE.

Oh, I have shitloads of (b).