Sunday, August 22, 2004
I am the face on the milk carton.
I haven't gone missing; I'm just flying below the radar. (practicing my technique for my eventual and inevitable appearance on a reality show)My days and nights have been full of hour-eating-bullshit and/or new obsessive-compulsive obesessions, thus rendering me tired and grouchy and/or too cool to post.
To keep you up to speed, a few of the new things to which I'm devoting entirely too much time:
1. The never ending pursuit to keep my apartment situated comfortably amidst lovely adjectives like
2. Cooking as much as humanly possible without the aid of a microwave or ample counterspace.
3. Becoming the "cool teacher" whose children cry when they are forced against their will to get schedule changes once the ever-wise administration realizes my class load is more than twenty students above the state limit.
4. Teaching my ASS off. (And we all know I didn't have that much ass to begin with. Damn you, white girl flat booty!)
5. Eating fudgesicles.
6. Watching/making fun of/drooling over the Olympics.
Heather at 6:06 PM
2 Comments
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at 6:43 PM
anya said... It's okay. I mean, we miss ya, but I understand the whole not-in-the-mood-to-post-everyday-kind-of-thing.
But I think we would like to hear about the new obsessive-compulsive obsessions. That sounds fun.
I am definitely not too cool to post. I wish I was. :-(-
at 3:24 PM
said... so do we anya
