'Shindig'
[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.
Thanks, vw. Sorry about the stupid students.
Yes, Trudy, we have exams. This was the first, and, since the head Trainer doesn't take the music curriculum very seriously, will probably be graded generously. We have our music practicals (in which we must give a lesson) on Thursday.
Now, I have 20 minutes to kill before I go to work.
The fact that the impetus was Cass writing "my pitcher can't tolerate hot water" (I thought, "Who does she mean? Which team does Cass follow? What hot water's happened at spring training") should in no way be taken to mean I'm a fannish type.Awww, I explode glass and hibiscus tea in my kitchen and Buffistas remember they need to contact one another. It's a butterfly's wings flapping all over again.
Bartender! A round of -ma for my friends.Whee! It might be working too as I am not having that rabbit-y, about to die heart racing going on anymore.
My day is consisting of preparing to move. I got all of the books gathered and now am going through to see if there are any I can bear to part with. Magazines too, but those are all going bye-bye. Then electronics where I foresee a large entry on freecycle. And then? I have no idea. Papers are going to kick my ass but I need to start reading, shredding or filing and moving on sooner rather than later.
It has amusingly decided to start raining a little early today (It was forecasted to start tonight). Why am I amused? Because the only way to efficiently move shit around in my car is to have the top down. Then I can load the bags and boxes in, drive over the the cool thrift shop and hand them over. It's only misting so we'll just be moving the top down when I am ready to load it up and drive and then put it back up right away. What's the worst that could happen?
I survived my first day back! And now I'm having yummy chili. Life is good.
Yay, vw!!!
Yay, vw!!!!! That is wonderful news.
Now I am hungry.
Yes, Trudy, we have exams
Well that seems a little absurd.
Imagine if you'd gone Montesorri all the way through, then went to Hampshire College or something. Then you go to get your Monti Teaching Cert and ::WHAM:: they smack your ass with exams.
Now I am hungry.
Here. Have some chili. I made enough for all the Bitches.
Mmmmm... And I can stop this infernal getting rid of things kick that I am on too. Wel, I can't. But I am already tired of it. The results are fantastic but the process is painful.
Mmmmm... And I can stop this infernal getting rid of things kick that I am on too. Wel, I can't. But I am already tired of it. The results are fantastic but the process is painful.
Could you pass some of that over here? I need some fo the drive to get rid of stuff. Also could you e-mail me your new address when you get the chance?
Dangnammit! Mail just got here and no cookbook. Also no mail worth mentioning / keeping. Grrrrr.