I've been looking at job listings. Sigh. While watching Australia's Next Top Model, which is BANANAS -- first they weighed and measured everyone, including with fat calipers (of course, I didn't know what any of it meant, thank to the metric system), and now they're waxing their hoohas! Using NADS!!

NADS is useless. You have to just go and shave that shit off, and then it's like, "why did I buy this?"

Definitely hyphen

My lunch was an onion roll, a piece of provolone cheese, what they called "vegetable spread," but was actually slightly-creamy cole slaw, an orange, and a tomato that I tossed and replaced with a banana (they don't put those in the diet probably due to their tendency to go brown when all sealed up in a plastic container). They call that meal a "Bistro Lunch."

Two of the lunches in the second half of the week are ones I don't like (I nearly gagged when I tried the lasagna roll last time), so I think I'll replace them with soup and veggies from the cafeteria on Friday and Monday.

You're a great teacher, Kristin! It's definitely the student's fault (and the parent[s] should be strictly spoken to for blaming the grade on you and not their daughter's performance--they're not doing her any favors).

It's the New Mexico State Legislature.

An authentically wacky bunch! I still have a print out of a resolution that they passed when I was first working here back in 1993 or '94, in which they resolved a bunch of issues that were straight out of corny Texas jokes.

Thanks for the hyphen heads up, y'all.

world-renowned

It depends on how it's used. It's "world-renowned asshat" vs. "that asshat is world renowned."

I've been dealing with shit from a parent about her daughter's final exam (to which I had the audacity to "give" a C-).

This is an advantage of teaching at the college level. We just say "I'm sorry, but Federal privacy laws prohibit me from discussing students' performance with anyone, including their parents."

I love saying that.

I usually hit Singha on Clark, just north of the river.

I'll have to keep that in mind.

Did you notice that So You Think You Can Dance is auditioning at the Chicago Theatre. I walked by some people in very artfully ripped jeans.

Man, Australia really is different -- they waxed them en masse, but are evaluating them one on one.

I did not know! Hee. I may have to take a smoke break and wander over that way.