fucking hell.

I just got a call today saying I'm supposed to report to my new school (School Z), the one I'm working at in the fall, on Monday. Even though the principal at school A told me I was supposed to come back to her school on monday and I left stuff there and I am mid project.

Sigh.

Clusterfuck.

But, on the upside, just got back from Book Expo. I missed out on the ARC of Gaiman's new book which made me sad, but otherwise, I'm pleased with the amount of books I hauled home. Should be enough reading for the summer.

I lost my motivation to clean anything about 20 years ago. Is there somewhere to buy that kind of thing?

I'm glad Book Expo was fun. I don't suppose you can put off one of the principals, Kat?

Kat, were there lots of YA books being given out? Trying to decide whether to go tomorrow for my juvie friends...

A fair amount, GC. The other books I missed was the graphic novel Plain Jane (being given at the DC Comics booth at a signing at 2) and copies of the follow up to the Mysterious Benedict Society which my kids love love love.

Burrell, I sent an email to the the HR people for both schools and the principals saying, "Wait. I was told something else. Where am I supposed to be?"

Glad we're all cleared up, Burrell.

Wow--I look at this fanciful clothing talk, and I had a relatively whimsy-free childhood. I'm not sure how much of this is a third world thing, or just my parents being hard asses devoid of metaphors. But it was very clear to me and all my friends what was normal clothes and we'd wear nothing else out and about. We might play in stuff (uh, nightdresses on the head for the subordination to the European ideal of beauty), but we wouldn't even hang out with our parents decked out like that.

Wow, the Cubs just won a game that they were behind 9-1 in at the end of the 5th inning. That's when I got disgusted and stopped following the Tribune "from the cubicle" watch-n-post. Oops!

and Go, Cubs, Go!! ("Hey, Chicago, whadya say/The Cubs are gonna win today...")

Omnis, congrats on the new job! See, this is where being a Buffista rocks, because we HAVE people in Dallas. You WILL know people besides your new boss. Check out the map and you instantly have happy hour buddies! Off the top of my head, I think that Dana and Daisy Jane are in Dallas, and they both are awesome.

I wonder where kids get the idea that clothes on the head makes a logical substitution for hair. Frances does it too sometimes, puts a hoodie on her head (and no arms in the sleeves) and asks me if I like her long hair.

As for hanging out with her parents, I'm afraid she doesn't have a lot of other options on the days we spend at home. I think her world is going to get a lot bigger when she starts kindergarten.