Oh, please, finish this. I mean, do what you need to do for yourself, of course. (HMOGHMOGHMOG Want!)

I AM TRYING!!!

::FLAILS ABOUT TRYING TO WRITE SEX.::

WRITE, PLEI, WRITE!

For you, of course. Not cause I am jonesing.

::hides shaking hands behind back::

::types with toes::

it was one you give your wife WHEN THE GODDAMNED KIDS FINALLY LEAVE THE HOUSE.

Oh, Maria, I hope you're able to laugh about this very soon. I wish you were all better already.

Thank you Ms. Cass! I am glad to hear you thought evil thoughts. It makes me feel better about my own untidy brain.

Am so tired. To finish up a project for a client, I had to call some people in California after their dinner but before they went to bed. And then I got to leave a message, so I was happy, but then they called me back! And talked for hours! At least they're mostly done, only one left, so I can go to sleep because I think even the Californians are heading to bed by now.

Go to sleep! Go to sleep!

I finished teaching an hour and a half ago. Oh, lord - my wee Paul [who is UNSPEAKABLY adorable. Un. Speakably. OMG. So cute] got to take home Barney The Dog this afternoon, because he did such good handwriting/spelling homework. And he's just come in to ask me if he can give Barney a bath. And I said yes. And then he pointed out that this would mean he had Barney for the whole 9 days, since we're on holiday next week.

Argh.

If only he hadn't brought that to my attention... Aargh. Because it ISN'T fair at all. At all. I don't send Barney off with one person for a whole week.

But Paul's passion for Barney the dog is like unto Spike's passion for Dru, Romeo's for Juliet, Dan's for Casey. It is a mighty love, and tragically doomed (because at the end of the year he will go to another class, sans Barney) and I am helpless before it.

I am torn like a torn thing!

I have said that he can give Barney a bath, and if Barney is clean and dry he should bring him back to school tomorrow.

Wah. Flight to the States cancelled. Travellus interruptus.

Plus there was a fire in the embassy last night and the whole place reeks, and I have a pounding headache. I'm about ready to break out the biochem hood, except it doesn't have enough oxygen to get me through the day.

People should not have a rough Valentine's Day. It's supposed to be a fun holiday! I'm sorry that you some of you did.

Belated Happy Anniversary to Deena and Greg! Glad you guys had a good evening, even if you didn't get to go out.

Wah. Flight to the States cancelled. Travellus interruptus.

Oh, Raq! How frustrating!

Just walked the dogs. It is freaking cold out, and everything is covered in about two inches of ice. It's nice.

Gronk.

Yesterday, I got out of school a little early, and decided that instead of doing any work, I would make little valentine's bags (a couple of pieces of chocolate, a homemade card) for the cast and crew of Spring Awakening, see the show standing room, and deliver the gifts at the stage door.

This was, generally, an excellent plan. The show is actually really good from standing room (and I'm a teacher, so it's not like I have problems standing for 2 hours), the cast loved the valentines, and I met one of the other big fans (who's seen it even more times than I). Unfortunately, the temperature dropped over 10º DURING the show, so it was rather freezing waiting for everybody to come out, and none of the cast talked to us for more than a minute or two (not that I blame them at all. Seriously, it was COLD.)

Now, of course, I'm wondering if it was a smart move. I have my formal Principal's observation today and I have a decent number of things to do to prepare for the lesson that I could have done yesterday. I have 2 hours before school starts, but still: will my decision bite me in the ass? I guess we'll see!

{{{Maria}}}

Poor Fay, with the Barney drama!

I love hearing about the Kara and Aidan show.

{{{Julia}}} A spiking fever could definitely cause that, Cindy. Poor kid. Your household needs a break, like NOW.