Hey, all. Feeling better on the cold front; can actually breathe now, although have discovered sore nose is not just rubbing sore. There is, in fact, a cold sore inside one nostril that is roughly the size of Mars.
May need Rover, with robot arm to explore if doesn't go away soon. Regardless, I am happy it's not visible.
Just watched Vernica Mars and Alias, and feel like a normal couch potato-y person again. Did virtous things like fold laundry and washed socks for tomorrow (no change for washer and FAR too lazy to run out just for quarters.)
Will now do teacher-y stuff, and have promised myself a hot bath, charcoal masque and DVD before bed tonight.
Oh -- made out with boy this weekend. In my car. Hello, high school! (Glad the weather was nice.) Bizarre. Yet fun. I wonder if I gave him my cold? Kinda hope so, since he didn't call (even though I didn't really want him to call, I would have stil therefore wished the brush-offing instead of the brush-offY, thus the cold-wishage.)
What kind of crazyheaded asswipe gets to make out with Erin and then doesn't call her? A CRAZY ONE, THAT'S WHO.
t sneers and makes Loser-hand-gesture in the general direction of the Midwest
t sneers and makes Loser-hand-gesture in the general direction of the Midwest
t entire Midwest recoils, though they know not why....
See, JZ, that's totally my take. He wasn't Worthy.
(Um, he really kinda wasn't. Nice guy, but... )
Selecting and using training aids.
I really need to get to sleep earlier, because although I'm working on the library of a very large corporation and am in the section on training of employees, my mind is now firmly in the "the best whip for the job" and "ball gags--are they really fun?" type of place.
All right, now this is not helping.
The big book of customer services training games
Whoot! Are there pictures?
Somewhere. I have to get them from a friend.
I can't believe no one went to the obvious place with this:
Marriages that are soluble at higher temperatures, but at lower temperatures they precipitate
To Charles, may he have a golden reign.
Yep, it's the weird evening hours, when connie monopolizes the board
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PostSecret, where anonymous postcards are sent in telling secrets. Amazing.
PostSecret, where anonymous postcards are sent in telling secrets. Amazing.
That is really cool. And also sad. And also funny. And also profound.
t /not really here, still working on the Freelance Project That Will Not Die....
