From time to time, after hours, I kick back with my colleagues at Princeton to argue idly about which president really was the worst of them all.

Yeah. I wonder if they wear smoking jackets and drink out of brandy snifters while they do that....

Not too impressed with his theories, since according to the foods I like, I should be tidy and adventurous and extroverted and... my own evil twin, basically.

Yeah, I'm basically Dramatic!Calli, according to those theories. Which is really, really not the case. At all. Although my lipstick choices today are on the intense side.

the food theory - didn't really work for me . I've loved mint choclate chip ice cream since childhood. I am not a cynic about most things.

Yeah. I wonder if they wear smoking jackets and drink out of brandy snifters while they do that....

Words like "poppycock" and "balderdash" flow almost as freely as the brandy, I suspect.

Okay, back to working on my portfolio. Really. Any time now. None of those places will hire me if I don't graduate, and I have to do this to graduate. Let's go. Okay. Now we're really cooking. Work ahoy! Yup.

According to my ice cream and produce choices, I am cynical and very extroverted. Also, possibly I lack integrity due to my disdain for cheese curls (though that came very recently, with my discovery of Barbara's Cheese Bakes, which kick cheese curls' ass like a mofo -- like a delicious, tangy mofo; possibly I had plenty of integrity and wholesomeness, aside from the mint chip cynicism, until Barbara's lured me to the dark side).

Anyhow, one thing that is clear is that beth and I are perfectly suited to share a pint of ice cream.

Co worker is sitting there, eyes closed, and humming.

This can't be good. Time for a water break.

Work that portfolio, Emily. Go, go, go!

This support offered purely altruisticly an not as part of a Secret Plan of World Domination that requires having Emily in place teaching math.

I am doubtful of the accuracy of the Food Sign thing. The produce aisle thingy said I'm all extroverted, which I ver much am not. I couldn't really do the ice cream one - I don't have a favorite ice cream, I never met one I didn't like. Choosing an ice cream to eat is a big old ordeal as choosing one means I have to forego the rest. It takes forever. But DH is a big nmint chocolate chip fan and he is not at all frugal.

Heh.

The letter Rep. Jo Ann Emerson sent to one of her constituents read like any other a 20-year-old legislative correspondent might prepare for a member of Congress: Thank you for writing, your concerns are important to me, blah, blah, blah. Then came the kicker: "I think you're an asshole."

As the Associated Press reports, Emerson, a Republican from Missouri, says she has no idea how the insult made its way into her letter to a Centerville, Mo., resident named Bill Jones. "We cannot determine whether the addition to the letter was made by someone within the office or by someone with access to the office, but it is on my letterhead and the responsibility for it lies with me," Emerson says. "A valuable lesson has been learned, and new procedures will be adopted as a result."

Here's a "new procedure" Emerson might consider: Read what you sign before you sign it. As the AP notes, Emerson not only signed the letter to Jones but added a handwritten postscript as well: "PS -- please forgive the delay in responding."

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Okay, back to working on my portfolio.

Emily, did anyone at the career fair ask to see your portfolio? I ask because I have a deep and abiding loathing for working on mine as I feel it is a big ass waste of my time.

Philosophy of education, lesson plans, unit plans. Check. I can see the value in all that.

A list of English department meetings or pages of a power point presentation just to show I know power point? Why? What principal is going to ask to see that crap?