::goes out to the 101::
::hitches a ride, Claudette Colbert style::
[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.
::goes out to the 101::
::hitches a ride, Claudette Colbert style::
::hitches a ride, Claudette Colbert style::
Probably even faster than a plane ticket.
We never made it to Dark Garden during the SF2F anyway, so clearly a revisit is very much in order.
juliana and I went to the booth at the Folsom Street Fair.
Which, I think is going to be an annual trip for me.
Yeah, but t vain the actual, non-booth, store itself may have pictures of me in a red silk corset in one of the photo albums.
No -- more accurately, t pining for pre-baby body
Ugh. I feel sympathy for your co-worker Gris, and can easily see this as the straw that breaks, but...if you are breaking up a fight, you can't be all pissy if you get a whack in the jaw.
If I broke up a fight between my students, I wade in yelling, "You hit me, you get kicked out!" but I wouldn't be shocked if I got whapped.
And I would take my glasses off first.
EEeeeee! JZ! That looks fab!
Actually I was talking to Mr. Jane about going to SF the other day. He wants us to plan a trip and was asking where I want to go. I told him that I'd been promising to get out there for a while. Then I told him he'd have to meet Buffistas, and he was all, "But I like the ones I've met!" Which is only 3, but still, he's game.
She wasn't pissed at the girl for accidentally hitting her. I'm not sure she was even pissy. She was just overwhelmed at the fact that there was such a stupid fight going on at all, for basically no reason. So man of our kids have the emotional maturity of... well, severely deprived 14-year-olds with crappy home lives. It's very tough, and these insane altercations make it so obvious how slowly we're helping, if we're really helping at all (I think we are).
Mostly, she just doesn't like teaching. I can shrug things like this off, and still enjoy the job. She can't, because she doesn't really enjoy it. At all. I mean, she was already going to the occasional job interview on the pseudo-sly. This day just made it more certain.
Wow. I had no idea that half all teachers left the field within five years.
I'm not surprised, sadly.
Oh, amy. I hope you find the dog with minimal fuss.
Oh amy, I hope the fuzzbutt is found quickly and safely. How stressful.
Then I told him he'd have to meet Buffistas, and he was all, "But I like the ones I've met!" Which is only 3, but still, he's game.::shimmy dance of whoot::
He's a nice guy.