I’m not telling you what’s happening with the last post til it happens cos knowing me I’ll jinx everything — but you’ll be like, the third or fourth to know once I find out.
Anyway. Last night, one of my former teachers was telling me a story. She teaches catechism classes (like Sunday School, only it’s [...]
Oh my God oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God oh my God
*hyperventilates*
Something good is happening, maybe! MAYBE SOMETHING GOOD IS HAPPENING!
I’m excited.
Today’s another long day. Work at school, then come home for an hour, then go teach the night class. Tonight I will sleep the sleep of the just.
Since I have no hair, I don’t really have to shave anywhere (legs, underarms, etc). I guess that’s one of the perks of being hairless. Thing is that I shower, and wash, and generally? I don’t put on deodorant, because for some reason I haven’t really needed it. As long as I’m clean and not [...]
I had such huge plans for this weekend! Knit like a fiend! Do all the laundry! Wash my wig! Do tonnes of prep work for both the teaching (day) and the teaching (night).
What have I managed to do? Let’s see:
- Watch the entire first season of ‘Joey‘ (shut up)
- Cook a chicken
- Shower
- Brush my [...]
Fucking car. Fucking car repair costs.
Fucking fuckety fuck.
It snowed today. It’s the second snow of the season (although the first snow lasted maybe twelve seconds, so I refuse to count it), the first one to have ’stuck’.
As much as I’m feeling overrun with snowpants and wet socks and lost mittens, it’s so much fun to see the absolute joy in these kids’ [...]
Rob*: You know, I haven’t solved any of my problems with a rocket launcher in awhile. I should do that.
Louise: You should solve your armpits with a rocket launcher.
Dear Department Stores:
FAT PEOPLE DO NOT NEED SUPER LOW RISE FLARE LEG VELOUR PANTS WITH SPANGLES AND A SNOWFLAKE MOTIF THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Okay, now that that’s off my chest:
I’ve always had some very vivid and very strange dreams. Last night was no exception:
I was in high school again. My best friend was Prince William (ignore the fact that he’s like, six years younger than I am in real life– in my dream we were the same age). Prince William had somehow acquired the [...]