Oh my dear gronk. I nearly fell asleep on the way to school. Seriously, it was scary. And I didn't even go to bed that late! WTF? Now I have less than an hour to get ready for four lessons, and I'm not really sure how that's going to work. Feh.

Aims, so sorry to hear that Joe is so sick. Poor things, all of you.

sj, yes, I think it is.

We were supposed to go see Role Models yesterday

Emmett and I saw Role Models over the weekend. It was funny. We also got in a baseball practice in preparation for next weekend's tryouts.

Emmett hadn't picked up a bat since the Division championship, and it was probably the best batting practice he's ever had. I've noticed this with bowling too. Sometimes when you take a break you wind up forgetting all your bad habits, and your body just does what it knows how to do.

Today and tomorrow are no school. (Veteran's Day and Teacher Planning day.) Emmett goes back to his Mom's house today. But tomorrow JZ is off work, and so am I and Matilda is in daycare. Which is pretty much a once a year event which we plan on exploiting.

Oh my dear gronk. I nearly fell asleep on the way to school. Seriously, it was scary. And I didn't even go to bed that late! WTF? Now I have less than an hour to get ready for four lessons, and I'm not really sure how that's going to work. Feh.

I dreamt last night that you were visiting, and the first thing I asked you was how you were still awake since you had gotten no sleep the night before. I don't know where that dream came from. Good luck staying awake today and be careful driving!

That's so weird, sj! The thing is, I got about six hours. Not a great night's sleep, but it certainly should not have caused incoherence this morning. I'm not sure what exactly happened there. I've been less than productive this morning and am about to teach four classes in a row, though, so I'd better go for now. *yawn*

I'm jealous of days off. We're at school all week this week. I can't complain; we don't get Columbus Day or Veterans Day because we tack them onto Thanksgiving in order to have that whole week off, but it would be a nice time for me to catch up. Am sooooo far behind.

Feel better, Joe. I hope the females of clan Miracleborn are exempt from this form of ick.

sorry to here about your friend P, sj.

WAKE UP KRITIN

I'll nap for you

Oh, sj, I'm really sorry about your friend.

And Kristin, please be careful, sweetie. Sleeping and driving aren't such mixy things.

IOmememeN:

Dear Universe,

Please, to stop making me feel like I suck?

kthxbai

I e-mailed P's STBX to send my sympathy and ask him to pass along my contact information to P. I only have P's meatspace address, but I have his e-mail. I feel so bad, but that is really all I can do at this point, right?

Pretty much, yeah.

Red Bull ~ma to you, Kristin. You can do it!

Universe - I know you're not doing it on purpose, but please discontinue any activity that would cause Barb to feel any less than the wonderful, caring, compassionate and intelligent woman that she is. M'kay? Thanks!

The day just isn't going by fast enough for me. It's not even 11:15 and I've finished my lunch already. Damn slow clocks.

Oh my gronk, I had the most boring lesson ever. Thank God this just was the substitute prof.

I just found out the importance of hair for guys. I don't understand why the hell he got hair cut (the guy I know and met 15 minutes ago), the guy looked like way hotter Zach Braff (better features IMHO, though, and without the stupid expression). Now I realized it was mostly the hair. Now I'm also thinking he might casually asked me out and I just realized it. Heh.

brenda is right: I'm vegetarian, not vegan.

Much health~ma to Joe and Aimee.

mmm good to know Shir. When folks have a food restriction, one never really knows how deep it goes. We should talk after I get this beast of show open. For your sake, hopefully the baking bug will still be in my system.

So there is drama in the theater, and not on stage, and it's kept me from working. Gotta love gossip. It appears my ass't, the lighting ass't, and a friend of lighting guy were drugged at the bar on Saturday. They remember cashing out at last call. And that's it. From 1:30 to about 4am they have no memories. My ass't somehow made it home, but in the morning couldn't find his keys (left in his truck). The lighting ass't lives farther away, and wound up in jail. No clue where his car was, or where he was. Judging from the damage to his tire & axle, they think he hit a curb something fierce. Between court stuff, and car repair, he's not going to be a happy camper. Crazy shit!

Pix, hope the classes go well. Adrenaline can be your friend. Get some sleep tonight, k? Don't make me come out there and talk all night till I bore you to death.

OK, now back to ACC, aka A Carried Cross; or A Cash Cow.