I think this page will make Jilli (and all our other geeks n' goths) very happy. Detailed technical instructions on how to build ghosts for your house.
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I totally think you should get paid for being cool.
{{Kristin}}
Heh. Thanks guys. I don't need hugs. A fiery spear of doom to hurl at my bosses, perhaps, but otherwise I'm good.
I need to get out of this cinderblock hole.
I found out earlier today that the the part-time teachers are going to be responsible for proctoring an extra two days of stadardized testing sessions because "we don't have a duty block". That means that we will have no plan periods or off time for two days when everyone else will have their normal breaks.
I am seething. We don't have a duty block because we each teach 6/10ths and get paid for 5/10th. Our "duty" is that (between the two job-sharers) we teach an extra, unpaid class.
If I hear the "oh but that's what you get for the privilege of being part time" argument one more time, I am going to rip someone to tiny pieces. No, asshole, what I get is UNPAID FUCKING EXTRA LABOR.
Seething. Did I mention seething?
Worst part is that there's not a thing I can do. Can't rock the boat when they're dying for an excuse to stop the job-share program anyway.
I am so sick of working somewhere where the administration and central office treats the teachers like children rather than professionals.
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(ASCII art spears, barbed instead of fiery cause I didn't now to do fiery)
I think this page will make Jilli (and all our other geeks n' goths) very happy. Detailed technical instructions on how to build ghosts for your house.
Squeeeee! Oh, how nifty.
Kristen, I'd loan you my hatpins if I could.
Oo, Jilli hatpins. Now that is an idea.
Gud, I adore the barbed spears. Ima hurl them at stoopidheads.
That sucks Kristin. All my fiery spears of doom are at your service.
I'm just whining that I have to do laundry so I can wear the couple of pairs of pants that do fit. I ate Cheetos while wearing my black pants and they are no longer fit for public viewing.
God hates divorce... but murder? No prob.
Prosecutors alleged Wednesday that a well-known carpenter and former Christian school leader strangled his wife so he could pursue relationships with other women.
"It's very clear that ... divorce was not an option, that it was frowned upon by the Lord, he believed," Assistant Dist. Atty. Brandon Jones said. "This was the easier way out for him, rather than divorce."
Wow. Well that's horrifying.
when they're dying for an excuse to stop the job-share program anyway.
Why do I suspect that this may be related to the extra responsibilities they just dumped on you.