"I received the FedEx with the offer information, and it's what you said yesterday and all is very exciting, but on reflection, I'm really a bit disappointed in the base salary, is there anything you can do about that?"

This is good, except instead of "is there anything you can do" say "I'd like to discuss it". I would also have some suggestions (vacation, comp time, travel perks, commuting cost reimbursement etc.) besides GIVE ME MORE MONEY YOU CHEAP FUCKS!!!

which is this small batch stuff I get at the barbershop

How exactly do I bribe Paul to take a picture of you in the barber chair anyway?

Can't check pictures now since I'm still at work for a bit more, but I know you're all very pretty. 'Cuz, hello, Buffistas.

Crossing my fingers that they offer you more cash, meara.

I think I may have to stop and get some coffee before I head home. I am seriously ready to fall asleep on my desk. I always seem to forget how utterly exhausting this whole teaching gig can be.

How exactly do I bribe Paul to take a picture of you in the barber chair anyway?

I'm pretty certain no photography is allowed in there.

I'm pretty certain no photography is allowed in there.

Pete with a sketchpad?

You are asking about lunchtime activities after 2pm. WTF. Lunch was a while ago.

I eat lunch at my desk, and then go do productive things after everyone's cleared out of the store and/or gym. I went to the gym, BTW. Must look buff for FSF!

This is my stuff: [link]

Huh. I think I used to use Grease repackaged for the salon I went to in MSP. That stuff was the BOMB, and it had little toys inside!

Skip skip skip.

I managed to go for a bike ride today. Yay me! And I have oodles of time tomorrow to go again.

Andi, are there particular flavors your group likes/dislikes? I have not yet baked with my agave syrup, but I'm more than willing to bite the bullet for you. Mmm, dessert.

Now for yesterday's Eureka, then laundromat.

I always seem to forget how utterly exhausting this whole teaching gig can be.

I think it's like childbirth. Summer hits, and you repress it, so you will go through it again. BUt I hear you. Last night I was DROOLINGLY tired.

Tonight I have to prep for teaching Chekhov and Bierce. I just finished Duras and HAwthorne. Short story units for both my seniors and juniors...although I cheated and taught an excerpt of "The Lover."

I'm such a weird-ass teacher. I can't believe I taught Duras. I am fucking crazy. Although we had some excellent discussions from it, the non-linear writing drove many students nuts.

Also, i/2 of my senior now think of Marguerite Duras as that "ugly-ass French ho." Le sigh.

I applied to 2 schools, got into both, rejected a scholarship and going to one because I followed a boy to college (who ended up not even going there) and have zero regrets about my choice, even though it was far from a top-notch school. I met most of my best friends in the world there, we are still supatight and I had a fucking blast. Also had some great profs in my profession.

Hated high school with a fiery blazing hate like unto the heart of a nuclear blast...which is why I am again spending 8+ hours a day at high school.

I am Prom advisor this year. Kill. Me. NOW.

I am Prom advisor this year. Kill. Me. NOW.

::wishes Erin had planned my prom::

d! did you take the part of the path you wanted to explore? did that fella ever call you for a date?

I am Prom advisor this year. Kill. Me. NOW.

And the F2F is in the midwest next year. Hmmm...