Today got worse. Partly due to people being stupid. I'm assigning all of them to the one person interior room in the new building.
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
The class I'm teaching this summer has just eight students, and two of them are veterans, and a few others are older students. I kind of love the lack of whining.
I'm assigning all of them to the one person interior room in the new building.
Do they understand just how much power you currently hold?
Mwuahahaha!
(And chief among them is the one person I will not share an office with. Too perky and pretty sure my profanity would offend her sensibilities. Current officemate just burst into laughter when I started chanting fuck today. She...would not.)
I need a boyfriend. I have decided. This needs to happen.
Well, you posted about it, so he should be along any minute.
I need a boyfriend. I have decided. This needs to happen.
Can we just pitch in and get you a periodic manservant?
like a prostitute gofundme, that's all sorts of depressing.
But much lower maintenance than a boyfriend.
So work has been enraging me all spring. Part of it is student teachers. Part of it is pressure to push kids through the system. Part of it is differing visions.
But I think, the other part is perimenopause. I was pain in the ass at the beginning of puberty and prone to extreme emotional outbursts, which is shadowing a lot of how I feel. Seems likely?