My new truck is currently getting a shell installed over the bed.

Our current house is the only place where I haven't had problems with deliveries from UPS (knock wood). In CA and DC they had a perfect record of incompetence and I had a folder full of complaints. When I had a problem in CA with the USPS, my carrier called the postmaster's office from his cell while I was standing there and then handed me his phone and waited while I made the complaint. Someone showed up with the wayward delivery about 30 minutes later, and I got a letter of apology from the postmaster the next day.

The dentist told me that I didn't need any work right now, hurrah! But that I should stop using the toothpaste with baking soda, boo! I don't like sweet toothpaste!

Happy anniversary, Jessica!

When I had a problem in CA with the USPS, my carrier called the postmaster's office from his cell while I was standing there and then handed me his phone and waited while I made the complaint. Someone showed up with the wayward delivery about 30 minutes later, and I got a letter of apology from the postmaster the next day.

Man. I am your delivery-service opposite. I have never had a problem with UPS. The Post Office, on the other hand, loses and damages stuff all the time and actively does not give a crap.

I hate my 8th hour class. About 6 talkers. Loud, obnoxious, oblvious, can't keep it shut for 30 seconds, childish, argumentative....I can't STAND them. I want to do PHYSICAL HARM to them.

Things I Wish I Could Say/DO:

1. Sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up.

2. If you cannot shut the everlovin' fuck up for 5 seconds, you need to walk the fuck outta my class so I don't eviserate you with a spork, and laugh while I do it.

3. Pay attention. I will not do this work for you. If you are unwilling to even TRY, go ahead and leave. I don't want you here.

4. Shut the fucking fuck up, fucking now.

5. Fuck off. And die. At least you'll be quiet.

6. You, you, you, you, you and you. Leave. Don't come back till you have some goddamn manners.

I have never, NEVER been treated so rudely as this class. And there are some good kids in there, but seriously? THis class made me want to walk out of the building and never go back. I am still furious. What parent raises their children to think that this is appropriate? I had to leave the room, or I seriously woul have flown off the handle in a big(ger) way. I have not had to raise my voice -- to be heard! simply to be heard! -- since my student teaching.

I am still livid, and full of rage and, unfortuntely, hateful...quasi-hate. I would pay MONEY to lay hands on a couple of these kids, and I do NOT like feeling this way.

God.

Uh oh! Watch out, kiddos, Erin may have to put the SMACK DOWN.

I've had trouble with all the services at some point. And had really good results with all of them at some point. It just depends, really. Sadly.

Man, I just got an order from drugstore.com delivered -- with the box entirely OPEN and the tape ripped off.

Ooh, damn. Good thing it wasn't *prescription* drugs in there. I'm surprised more boxes from them don't get ripped open, though...

I ate my yogurt with a fork.

::lies down in quiet thread corner::

Wants Erin for my bouncer.

I worked four separate jobs today. ow.

Oooooh, Erin. Can you send them someplace else for the class time? "You obviously have no intention of even attempting to do the work, so you get to cool your heels. Together. Where you can work out the differences among you or wrestle for supremecy, I don't care. But meanwhile the rest of the class isn't subjected to your extreme narcissistic rudeness and general obnoxicity. Begone, foul entities and besmirch my classroom no more. Fail!"

"You obviously have no intention of even attempting to do the work, so you get to cool your heels. Together. Where you can work out the differences among you or wrestle for supremecy, I don't care. But meanwhile the rest of the class isn't subjected to your extreme narcissistic rudeness and general obnoxicity. Begone, foul entities and besmirch my classroom no more. Fail!"

::hearts Bev muchly::

I say you show up in steel-toed boots. Big, stompy ones.

The Washington Post had a loooong story, with one or two other shorter ones, about graphic novels. No porn, though.

Glad to hear that Em has her mad mascara skillz going - maybe she'll do your mascara application Aims.

Up in Mount Pleasant (a DC neighborhood) they've had a constant problem with UPS deliveries (don't know if that includes FedEx, DHL, USPS) being stolen. They don't seem to be able to get the UPS driver to knock and wait for someone - they just dump them on the porch - and, invariably, the packages are stolen. One person even put up a camera to tape the process ... but their stuff's still getting stolen.

And Erin - all I can do is vibe sympathy to you. Don't suppose you can thwap them with a copy of Miss Manners ....