And, with that, I bid the world (or, rather the Bitches and their close friends: FUCK the rest of the world) good night.
Love you all.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
[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.
And, with that, I bid the world (or, rather the Bitches and their close friends: FUCK the rest of the world) good night.
Love you all.
As for interesting forms of grading curves, I had a lit. teacher in high school who designed her multiple choice tests so that no one could get all the questions right. Instead of using a regular curve, she would set whatever was the highest score as equivalent of 100%. So 91% of the highest score would be an A, 82% of the highest score was a B, etc. In the 7 or 8 years she'd been teaching that particular class, no one had ever gotten a perfect score on those tests. Until I showed up. I did it twice. My classmates often threatened to kidnap me on exam days.
ETA: Here is a link to a game called Sober Santa. [link] The object seems to be to guide Santa to champagne glasses and presents without bumping into an electric train track and getting zapped.
"I'm too pretty to do math" t-shirt
Can you get a "not" embroidered in there?
Oh, crap. Look at how late it is! I've only just gotten around to my Christmas shopping, is the problem. Night, all.
In funny work stuff, on my work calendar, i accepted an appointment for Mandatory Sexual Harassment
Training.
Line breaks? Not always your friend.
But often amusing.
Aww Gris bringing on the schmoop.
Mandatory Sexual Harassment
I was accusing DH of sexual harassment yesterday after he groped me while passing in the office. He thinks there is some spousal exception. It might even be a fringe benefit of working together for 17 years.
hard boiled egg:
I have to drive a kid to school in 8 minutes and yet I am in my jammies and slippers. I think I might have to get dressed now.
Later...
Well, fuck.
My extended family is spending Christmas with Cousin-in-Law's family, thus abandoning Christmas Eve with our side of the family. Instead, they're usurping Boxing Day as when we will observe gift-giving. So, I get Dinner at Grandma's 3 days in a row (not a good, for lots of reasons), and no (or truncated) Boxing Day LotR marathon (my favourite part of the whole holiday).
Narrator! Are you all whupped?
Yeah, verilly. The Bossholes are running free!