Oops. I should've mentioned that I stayed home most of the weekend to get a head start on the to-do list.
Commando training~ma, Sox. It sounds like it's going fairly well, minus one mishap.
Erika, I should have the first four discs of season 7 of H:LotS in my mailbox tomorrow, thanks to Netflix. I'd been spreading out my watching of the seasons because I didn't want them to come to an end... but after seeing the finale for season 6, I *had* to bump 7 up on the queue.
careful erika, or I'ma send you a copy of Christmas on the stoop
(eeeoowwh, I waaaeunt craabs fer Christmas, eeeeeoowh, onleee craaaabs will dew...)
happy birthday , Daisy Jane
AAAAIIIIIEEEE!!!
Giant clumps of cold, white STUFF are falling from the sky.
Is it the Apocalypse? Is the end nigh?
Clearly it is the end of life in Michigan. You need to save yourselves and come back to California.
Oh, she rolled in something gross yesterday. maybe she got sick from it. Maybe she ate some.
You know, maybe Risley Tucker could tell what part of town you're from when you open your mouth. I thought he was talking out of his child-murdering ass.(I'm not saying I could but it's cute to me, here in the land of the great uninflected. Except for Chicagoans...Phoenix has the most outside of Chicago. Oh my gad.)
Lean Cuisine mac & cheese is working surprisingly well as comfort food.
If we had great big clumps, I would get to stay home!
Okay, so all the students have left. I should be all "Great, I can get some grading done." Instead, I'm thinking, how long do I have to sit here before I can go home? I wish I could do the teaching or the grading. It's kind of like two jobs.
Yes, I am the first teacher in history ever to feel that way. Fear me and my awesome powers of observation!