Days in which I do nothing make me feel simultaneously fantasticly smug and quietly guilty. I suspect there are going to be a lot of variations on this theme in the near future, at least until our stupid principal stops sitting there with his thumb in his bum and his mind in neutral and actually does something like telling us who has the vacation positions. Twit.
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
guts and garters
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Wednesday, November 22, 2000
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