She is anxiously watching everything he does,

Mr Peabody would be barking madly and going for his ankles. Crated, he would be look like he had been terribly betrayed.

I see that there's been an upsurge in assault rifle sales. Apparently people feel they have to be able to take out a room of first graders even if the assault weapon ban is restored.

I don't think I'm going to *win* the Christmas song game. I haven't worked out how to accidentally hear Do They Know It's Christmas. I've done too good a job insulating myself from the cheese.

Grey's has really scraped the insides out of Ethan Hunt. He didn't have to have PTSD forever, but some other sort of facet of personality would be great. I guess if it's back on with Cristina he might get some A plot time, but that's paltry.

Scandal is pretty extreme week by week, but so far, halfway through last week, I'm worried about spraining eye muscles.

I haven't worked out how to accidentally hear Do They Know It's Christmas.

Check your email?

I just can't even imagine what cheddar and chocolate would taste like together.

Good news about your niece, Lee!

Has anyone else tried TJs cheddar and chocolate cheese?

I wasn't super impressed.

150 bottles of water?!? Holy crap, that's a lot.

Check your email?

If my email client autoplays music, then I need to get a safer one. It doesn't count if I play it--I already have it. I want to accidentally hear it. Thanks, though.

Okay--someone just pointed this out, and it's irritating. If I do a google image search with safesearch off, the results look like google.co.uk with safesearch on. This is the .com search for "cock", and for me, it's pretty tame. The UK version has the decency to have two penises before the first bird.

Am I googling wrong?

I had a feeling that wouldn't work, but it seemed worth a shot.

juliebird, luckily most people don't notice or remember that kind of stuff after the event is over. which is good, because I often have loose threads or smudged mascara or whatever.

Oh Jesse, I'm so sorry. It's been just over a year since I had to put Byron down.

The dumbass was still headbutting me weakly in the exam room as I waited, which gave all sorts of pangs, but he went purring, the jerk. I preferred that to him being so miserable that there wasn't that.

I'm having a really awful day. Found out that one of my colleagues has lung cancer (no word on prognosis officially, but he's on indefinite leave, and it doesn't sound good). Fuck cancer.

Also, my AP Lit seniors are ANGSTY MCANGSTERPANTS and can't handle the fact that they aren't all getting A's even though not a SINGLE ONE OF THEM is getting anything below a B. They are giving me ulcers. Oh, and their surveys tell me I am a terrible teacher who is too structured (read: has a lesson plan) and hard and did they mention they really really really really think that they deserve to get A's?

I haven't worked out how to accidentally hear Do They Know It's Christmas.

Hey ita, did you see this picture of Idris Elba barefoot, wet and wearing glasses making out with Helen Mirren?