Whinge whinge, moan moan...
Dec. 8th, 2005 09:31 pmHeadache, check. Sore throat, check. Inability to spend long hours in bed to rest, check.
Parent teacher meetings last night, seemed to go fine. Two didn't show up and sent me notes to excuse themselves. Two more didn't, who I wasn't really expecting to show up anyway. And the woman who had been given one time, and sent me in a note on Tuesday, asking me to change her time, which involved liasing with two other teachers and a big old hoo-ha? Never Showed Up. I was beyond seething. Today was PE/Music inservice, hours of fun let me tell you. Tomorrow is just a normal day, except for we all feel like today is Friday and we can't believe we have to teach tomorrow!
Then the weekend, Nora is coming out to me as the HelsinkiParents and Sister have their Christmas Night Out. We are therefore having our Christmas Night in, with lots of junk food and tv, including X Factor. And I'm at ten mass on Saturday for Nancy, and half nine mass on Sunday for Joe... oh, how holy shall I be!
Though, I will also have the answer, one hopes, for when the pink candle is lit on the Advent Wreath... all us teachers say on the 4th Sunday, but the books are now saying, no, it's the 3rd. This is troubling me far more than it should.
Looked at two eps of NYPD Blue when I got home today, and the second one was excellent... the one where a whacko with a bomb handcuffed himself to Charlotte Ross... I gotta say, the woman may be a (reported) bitch, but she can act... and man, can she nail a crying scene!
And, because I'm insane and because I don't have enough to do without Christmas and
au100 which is totally kicking my ass, thank you
medie --- I did this one last year, and as people know, you may or may not get a reply, but 'tis the season after all... Put in the comments a show, a character/pairing and a prompt, and I will do my best to write you a ficlet based around it. You all know my fandoms by now, and what I will and won't write, so if you want to have me cursing you with great fluency stretching my writing muscles, drop me a line. Or not!
Parent teacher meetings last night, seemed to go fine. Two didn't show up and sent me notes to excuse themselves. Two more didn't, who I wasn't really expecting to show up anyway. And the woman who had been given one time, and sent me in a note on Tuesday, asking me to change her time, which involved liasing with two other teachers and a big old hoo-ha? Never Showed Up. I was beyond seething. Today was PE/Music inservice, hours of fun let me tell you. Tomorrow is just a normal day, except for we all feel like today is Friday and we can't believe we have to teach tomorrow!
Then the weekend, Nora is coming out to me as the HelsinkiParents and Sister have their Christmas Night Out. We are therefore having our Christmas Night in, with lots of junk food and tv, including X Factor. And I'm at ten mass on Saturday for Nancy, and half nine mass on Sunday for Joe... oh, how holy shall I be!
Though, I will also have the answer, one hopes, for when the pink candle is lit on the Advent Wreath... all us teachers say on the 4th Sunday, but the books are now saying, no, it's the 3rd. This is troubling me far more than it should.
Looked at two eps of NYPD Blue when I got home today, and the second one was excellent... the one where a whacko with a bomb handcuffed himself to Charlotte Ross... I gotta say, the woman may be a (reported) bitch, but she can act... and man, can she nail a crying scene!
And, because I'm insane and because I don't have enough to do without Christmas and
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