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.

{{{Erin}}}

What a day. Poor thing.

we are hanging new speakers. Wee. 2 shiny new subwoofers from Meyer Sound. ::/geek::

Erin, soon I shall feed you giant drinks and show you hotties. And all will be well.

My Cell (which will be removed shortly so tell me when you have it) is:

::MWAH::

Steampunk iPod skin.

I'm sure there are people here that were double promoted (Kristin? I know I've had this conversation with you before.)

I was. Spent 1 week in kindergarten, long enough for them to realise I already knew how to read and write, and manage the maths. I had some trouble with the social thing in Year 7 (new school too), but on the whole I reckon I would've gone nuts staying in the lower class.

So last night I was a ring-in at a Toasdtmasters speech contest. Being the only contestant who hadn't competed at the previous level, I had to get a speech out at short notice. Chose to talk about what separates us, or more commonly doesn't, from the animals, because then I didn't have to research anything. For something I threw together in two days, I think it turned out remarkably well. Of course, I did get disqualified (six seconds over time, oops), but I think I'll polish it up and give it again sometime.

Got it, SPP.

Ugh. I think I need to be out of the state. I love my job, but today was just one of those days where you can't wait to just zoom out of the building as fast as possible.

One of the kids who snapped at me is a super nice kid, and I didn't think I would have any problems with her at all. She said something just fucking mean (to another student), and was VERY rude to me, and I was totally shocked and appalled at her.