Y'all give such good advice. Although if someone asked me to do comm serv, I might just have to scream "I am a teacher in an underserved inner-city high school! Just take some fucking money, k? Cause if I have to go somewhere else to do comm serv, it's like sending a hooker to to be a sex therapist."

Lawyer up, huh? I don't know any lawyers. Damn the humanities degree -- I know teachers and IT people. Anyone got any leads on a KC lawyer, who can at least rec a traffic/car lawyer?

I am going to take a hot shower and go to bed early so I can get up and grade papers -- I did not touch them, and I have a stack in the back seat of my car, which is untouchable till tomorrow, dammit. I did get a study guide for Hill House final done, and the essay options and rubric for "Always Running" done, which as frazzizzled as I feel (what would the letter Z do without Snoop? Huh?? He should do a cameo on Sesame Street, fo reals) is a fucking miracle.

Ah, well. My students won't complain if I make them just turn in their conclusion as a final, yo. We can work more on the revising next semester, right? I made them revise once already.

Arrrrgggghhhhh.

Your students will love you for not making them revise again.

Erin, check with Gud, maybe, for lawyer recs? I was pulled over for expired tags once, and the officer told me if I got them renewed before court, they wouldn't take them (Oklahoma, at the time they'd take your plates if you're caught driving after the registration expires) and I could keep driving.

When I told the clerk of courts that before the trial, she called the judge and the ticket was dropped and the officer was reprimanded. I have not, thankfully, ever been caught without insurance, though I have driven without it, so I'm feeling sick on your behalf, Erin. Money is such a difficult thing.

"Send lawyers, guns and money."

I wish I knew what song that's from.

Connie, the song is, oddly enough, "Lawyers, Guns and Money", by Warren Zevon.

so I'm feeling sick on your behalf, Erin. Money is such a difficult thing.

I hatessss it, the precious.

"Send lawyers, guns and money."

Hey, amend that to "Send Gunn" and I'm all set, yo. PLus the potential for hot monkey love after sparks fly in court. TAS-ty!

(Please, make me stop saying "yo" after everything. It's starting to shame me, and not in the fun degradation kind of way. Kthx.)

I think that "Lawyers, Guns and Money" is the name of the song. Warren Zevon. Don't know the album.

Okay, the album is Excitable Boy.

tacklehugs Erin... halts quickly... remembers ouchy arm... gentle hugs

And how is your leg today sumi?

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas at my house.

Also, I would totally be there for you with the alibi Suzi, but the geographic thing might be an issue.

My leg is much better. I rested muchly most of yesterday and all of today. (Putting off going to the grocery store for a while.)

In fact, I'm still in my pjs.