We're supposed to do our gift exchange this afternoon, but a bunch of the higher-ups got into a conference call, so we have to wait for them to be done. Since I didn't know that, I put my Santa hat on, and I'm not taking it off, because my hair will be fucked up. So I'm sitting here wearing a Santa hat, and I just got into a fight with Chatty about why a book printer sending us a template is a fucking retarded thing to do.
I can't win a fight when I have a Santa hat on and the white fuzzy ball at the end is swinging back and forth with every emphatic head shake I make.
It's tough out there for a Santa.
I'm so tired of watching these rehearsals.
I can't win a fight when I have a Santa hat on and the white fuzzy ball at the end is swinging back and forth with every emphatic head shake I make.
This is the funniest image I have had in my head all day.
This is the funniest image I have had in my head all day.
I want video.
Mmm...Noggin's going to 24 hour programming on January 1st. For that toddler who's always on the go or gets up at 3 a.m.--there will be plenty to watch on the tube besides infomercials, sports center and really bad teevee movies.
A moral question: should complementing a child's photo get you off the hook from very recent rude-ish behavior? Of the "So, how are you?... actually, that was just a conversational nicety - can you do this for me right now?" variety of rude... As in, should I email back, "Thanks!" or just sit here and glare?
A moral question: should complementing a child's photo get you off the hook from very recent rude-ish behavior? Of the "So, how are you?... actually, that was just a conversational nicety - can you do this for me right now?" variety of rude... As in, should I email back, "Thanks!" or just sit here and glare?
*Stabbity stab-stab* *SPLURCH! squeeky*
bwah!
day two of "My Office: not enough sporks to go around"
I think I've mentioned the dorky school tradition we have here--as the students leave for the major vacations (winter, spring, summer), all the teachers gather in the front lawn and wave goodbye as the busses drive off. It's totally silly, but I love it. What I usually love the most about it, though, is that "the wave" marks the beginning of
our
vacation, too.
This time, nsm. We have to be here tomorrow unless we have turned in all of our grades, and I am nowhere near done. I've been working hard, but I still have...let's see...26
Lord of the Flies
literary analysis final drafts, 4 creative writing portfolios, and 58 9th grade exams. Dammit. Why couldn't I have taught PE or something??
day two of "My Office: not enough sporks to go around"
You'll need to "death-cage match" for them.
day two of "My Office: not enough sporks to go around"
You'll need to "death-cage match" for them.
"Two wonks enter; one wonk leaves."
