OK. I don't really feel like going to sign class tonight. Just feeling tired and bleh and not wanting to deal with the metro. Also, I've missed three of the last four classes, and I know that I'll just be lost. I'm already pretty sure that I'm not going to get a high enough grade in this class to go on to the next level next semester -- you need a B to go on to the next level, and I know that, with the amount of material I've missed, and considering my grades on most of the other things are hovering somewhere in the B/C range, there's very little chance that my grade on the final will be able to pull that up to passing. The final is Monday, the next class. Do I go this time? I don't feel like it, but it feels like it would be the responsible thing to do.

Thanks, Aims. I have caller ID and I'm getting my new cell phone tonight so he can't bother me if I don't let him. It just pisses me off trying to avoid him because he's asking for money for cigarettes and laundry and who knows what else but I just can't keep providing him with an endless supply.

Do I go this time?

I'm going to be the hardass and say yes. If you don't, it'll be worse next time.

A Mean Chocolate Chip Cooke Recipe.

Ack! It's been confirmed I'm hosting the in-laws for Thanksgiving! This year, I'll be giving thanks for my double wall ovens.

Happy juliana day!

My new house is supposed to have heat and hot water now! Last night we saw new paint on one of the bedroom walls! So exciting.

Cash, would it help if you actually supplied him with some of the items via regular care packages rather than the cash? ((Cash)) No one should have to avoid their relatives . . . unless they want to. ::waves at Sox::

A Mean Chocolate Chip Cooke Recipe.

The recipe's pretty funny.

Place parchment paper on one-third of cookie sheet, drop dough by rounded tablespoons onto sheet. Some cookies will be on parchment, others off. Cook for 13.04 minutes.

It turns out that the more sleep deprived you are, the more cortisone your body produces, making it harder to get to sleep.

Something I've been known to brood about at 3AM, when trying to fall asleep.

Happy juliana new year!

Connie, I'm so sorry about your cat.

This morning I heard someone on NPR named Halper and today I got an email from a guy named Santos so now I can't stop thinking about that Simpson's episode where Bart got a credit card for the dog and they sent it to Santos L. Halper.

Hey, all.

Connie, I'm sorry about your kitty; it's hard to not have a pet there who's been there for so long, even when you know it's better in the long run.

ION, today has just been...ugh. I leave for NYC tomorrow, I still have to do laundry and pack, I was nuts trying to get lesson plans and copies and everything ready for the subs for two days...and I had so many students problems, it wasn't funny. I never have student problems -- I deal really well with the students, unlike some teachers who seem to need an admin to deal with every little problem with an intervention, but it seems like I had drama-filled, talking-back, mean little BITCHES acting up all day today. And I was already stressed and trying to get stuff done, and today is the day that all the kids needed to tell me what I was doing wrong, and why they didn't need to listen to me, even their mom doesn't tell them what to do (to which my reply, mentally, is: then your mom needs to get up off her punk ass and tell you to shut the fuck up sometimes) and oh, god, it was nuts.

I spent a lot of time I didn't have talking reasonably to kids I just wanted to say STFU to. I love my students, I really, really do, but some days I just want to not be their teacher for 5 MINUTES to open my mouth and tell 'em the unvarnished truth.

Plus, my period, which has been AWOL, showed up today -- the day before I leave to another freaking city -- in full -- ahem -- force.

And my per diem check for my trip wasn't ready when I was leaving school. I still don't have a car. I was getting a ride from a collegue, who was also being so kind as to take me to the video store to get some DVD's of movies based on the novels I'm teaching so my kids can view those while I'm gone. "Can you pick it up tomorrow morning before your flight?" Uh -- no? I'm getting picked up for the airport at 7:30! "Can your co-worker (also going to NY) bring it to you tomorrow at the airport?" Well -- how am I supposed to cash it or desposit it at the AIRPORT? I need the money NOW.

And a friend still needs to take me to the store to get cat food and littler and TP and stuff...and I am SO over today, and I wish I wasn't going to NEw York so I could bury my headin the sand and just fucking SCREAM.

And I have to get cigarettes tonight for the trip, cause I smoke cloves, and I don't want to have to try to track down a tobacconists in NYC and pay the price.