oh my ... I'm joining in the Keith Olbermann love, although I can only see him on the internets. This includes a Monty Python shout-out.
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Keith loves Python in an unholy fashion. It's not every man who can quote Churchill and Ted Baxter and still sound natural, either. P.S. Check out the Special Comments.
erika, I saw that Ted Baxter/BO'R thing last night and it cracked me up!
Dear Fever,
Please go away. You're making it difficult to teach.
No love,
Kristin
Dear Stupid Hot Weather,
Please go away. You're making it difficult to teach.
No love,
Kristin
Dear suspicious package downstairs:
Thank you for not being a bomb.
Love, me
...and Toddson puts my woes in perspective. Wow. Very glad it wasn't a bomb.
Mom, too, Cashmere. But then, she's biased. She thinks I'm as smart as Rachel.
no - the chances of it being a bomb were minimal - I was inconvenienced by not being able to go out (I brought my lunch - yay!). Your actual problems are somewhat worse than my hypothetically possible problem. (may the fever and the heat diminish and the teaching become easier)
What is this with high school teachers running fevers? I think it should stop.
I don't teach highschool or have a fever, but I'm starting to think I might have pinkeye. (My eyes don't itch, but they're alternately really dry and really gunky, and I don't have any other allergy-like symptoms. And my pupils are mega-dialiated for no apparent reason.)