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.

Kids are a-holes.

(not always, not innately, but they have a capacity for a-hole-ness that can be breathtaking)

You'll raise her up right, Erin.

I had one kid who totally manned up (he's a guy, not being genderist) and talked to me and was good, but the other two...man, I just wanted to smack 'em like they were villans on Buffy.

{{Connie and DH}} and really, i understand the relief.

{{Erin}} tomorrow will be better

Ack. The entire faculty just got a cryptic email from random colleague to "Come out to say 'hi'" at a local restuarant to Current Head of School (CHoS), who has not actually been at school since the announcement that she wasn't being asked on to the final round of interviews.

On the one hand? I so don't want to deal with the stress. Plus, ND is leaving for Orlando tonight, and it would have been nice to have time for dinner with him.

On the other hand, I have a feeling that I will gain a lot of political knowledge about WTF is going on, not to mention show some level of support to CHoS, who is a great person.

I'm going. Not sure how I feel about it, but I'm going.

Knowledge is power, ignorance is...dangerous.

Go power, choose power, my coastal teacher-sister.

A quick scan of the nearby shops reveals no potential carry-on/slash around town bag that I can schlep around New York Friday that will (a) hold all my conference gear, a change of shirt, undies, makeup and tooth brush for ON at Trudy's and (b) not look stupid AND cost over $50.

I'm carrying my beat-up briefcase. Warning, geekteacher alert. I am too stressed to care.

carry-on/slash around town bag

ooh luggage porn