'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm so jealous of you guys, -t!
me too!!
1. I read on Jezebel that there is a homeless shelter in Alaska called "Glory Hole". I feel like people need to hire me as a double entendre consultant, which is m true calling. I could have saved the JCPenny customers from Scuzzy, the Vibrating Beaver, or possibly stopped the Vegetti.
Holey moly, I'm not sure which is more unbelievable, that someone didn't know what a glory hole is, or that Scuzzy the Vibrating Beaver isn't a sex toy.
Ugh, I hate that feeling, Gris. Is there anything you can do to boost your own investment in the class? Like maybe a new project?
Also, I have a lot of pre-vacation giddiness going on. A lot.
There may have been some chortling with glee when I got into the car after work.
last major thing I need to do is clean the bathroom, which I will do soon.
I miss everyone. Working in the bakery is great -- and delicious -- but very, very busy. And tiring.
I should at least go pick up the dirty laundry from my bathroom, seeing as my frieneighbors will probably be coming over to shower tomorrow as their water heater has catastrophically failed (sounds like a tank coming undone, water everwhere) and they now have no water until replaced or only cold water while they install an emergency shutoff valve and they then replace the tank. Which still, shower with hot water here.
Only at my house: my offer comes with the warning that a cat may leap on your shoulders, don't lurch upright and it'll be fine.
Why oh why did I just book a 7:30 flight?? Because I want to be there by 11 is why, and there's not an 8:30, but STILL. Yikes.
I don't feel uninvested just incompetent. It is an AP class and in a tricky subject I have never taught before. At this point I know exactly how to fix all the mistakes I have made and not enough time to do so, and my seniors just aren't really on board.
Hi Amy!
To be fair to Scuzzy, it was the height of the Tickle Me Elmo craze, and I think there was an umlaut in the name, so I suspect it was a bad translation from a Scandanavian country. It was still hysterical when I had to stock the shelves with her.
That's rough, Gris.
Hi Amy! Hooray bakery, still! You will probably get used to the tiring parts?
Amy, good to hear from you!
Do you have to eat the bakery mistakes? My sister worked in an ice cream shop in high school, and they got to eat the mistakes, which rapidly became a problem...
I massage my kale sometimes, but mostly I just ribbon it and dress it, and it's totally fine.