The Life and Times of an English Geek
30th August, 2007. 5:27 pm. 2 Days of School=Ewww!
School has literally been in session for 2 days, and already I've had to deal with:
1. A bloody nose (standard fair, but still unpleasant)
2. Giant hives caused by unknown food allergy (thank the lord for Benadryl)
3. Vomit all over the phone booth (which is in our office), basically because a student was so upset that his mother didn't want to pick him up. Plus, he'd rather puke on the floor than in the garbage can right next to him.
4. Diarrhea on the office couch and floor, because a very sweet little kid couldn't self-regulate and we couldn't track down the mom to take him home.
...that's two days. The smell in our office is overpowering my sanity.
Current mood: Gross.
27th August, 2007. 6:00 pm. School Daze Meltdown
No wonder all those office ladies looked so stressed out during Back-to-School. Sheesh! I can literally feel my brain melting. And school doesn't even start until Wednesday!
Current mood: Frazzled.
23rd May, 2006. 10:53 pm. An Update on All Things Me
Today my boss asked me if I would like to go to a buying show with her in San Francisco, a trip which the Library will not only pay for, but also pay me for attending. Uh, of course!
I was so uplifted that I was singing in my car on the way home. I noticed something out of the corner of my eye; the hick guys in the pick-up next to me were clapping. I mouthed the words, "thank you," then drove away in haste. A slightly mortifying experience, considering all my windows were rolled up.
I received my Spamalot karaoke CD yesterday, a mark of true geekdom. There is the distinct smack of synthesizers on some of the more upbeat songs, which is a pity. "You Can't Succeed On Broadway" is rather lovely in how cheesy it sounds and the piano ballads sound fine, so I don't have any buyer's remorse with this one.
Natalie was finally able to post some pictures on her computer and I wanted to share this one in particular:
Yes, that would be Michael Bluth (Jason Bateman) as an Easter Egg. Natalie's artistic genius knows no bounds.
Current mood: dorky.
21st May, 2006. 12:16 pm.
18th May, 2006. 10:34 pm.
They're having an estate sale for the props from my favorite show. Details here:http://www.estatesalesla.com/calendar.html
I really want these two items:
GOB's magic casket
But I just might kill someone for this:
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11th May, 2006. 11:50 am. The 23rd Anniversary of My Family's 1st Computer
It's too bad the only thing I want for my birthday was canceled.
But on the bright side, it doesn't look like it's going to snow this year.
5th May, 2006. 12:11 am. And a Cinco de Mayo to you!
That's right, it's that time again. Time to give kudos to fellow taurus-person Michael Palin, who turns 63 today!
9th April, 2006. 12:30 pm.
Go to Wikipedia and look up your birth day (excluding the year). List three interesting facts, two births and one death in your journal, including the year.
1812 - Prime Minister Spencer Perceval is assassinated by John Bellingham in the lobby of the House of Commons, London.
1942 - William Faulkner's collections of short stories, Go Down, Moses, is published.
1960 - The first contraceptive pill is made available on the market.
1904 - Salvador Dalí, Catalan painter (d. 1989)
1959 - Martha Quinn, American television personality
1981 - Bob Marley, Jamaican singer and musician (b. 1945)
2001 - Douglas Adams, English author (b. 1952) (It broke my heart when I found out about this one)
30th March, 2006. 5:21 pm. Poems, Poems, Get 'Em While They're Still Metrical
Okay, so I feel certain that I've already posted this poem, but I've searched for it before and I'd like to have it readily accessible for the next time I want it, so here it is again:
There set out slowly, for a Different World,
At four, on winter mornings, different legs ...
You can't break eggs without making an omelet.
--That's what they tell the eggs.
by Randall Jarrell
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28th March, 2006. 1:38 pm. Nooooooo!
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Now, if you'll all excuse me, I'm going to go eat a whole tub of ice cream.
Current mood: Destroyed.