(I don’t actually have anything to say about Chris Christie right now; I just found the picture at random and I think it’s hilarious.)
I feel like I have had an exceptionally long day, and I can’t really figure out why; it started off with my wife handing me a beverage, a beverage I had expressed excitement about tasting the night before, that turned out to be a horrifying disaster once I attempted to put it in my mouth. There may be people who are smart enough to avoid something called a “kale and kiwi smoothie,” but I am not one of them. Or, at least, I wasn’t.
I like both of those things! That should have tasted okay!
It did not.
Work was normal. I had a new girl in my homeroom; she seems nice, and today was the last day to turn in anything late for my classes, meaning I had a relatively stress-free day: I made them pay attention to me for a class period and then gave them the rest of our time to work on anything that might be missing. The buses left more or less on time, there were virtually no discipline issues beyond incredibly minor stuff all day long…
…and now I’m home and I want to die. Like, I could seriously go to bed right now.
Blarg.
(While I’m putting up what is already an entirely pointless post, I’ll throw this detail out: I suspected traffic might taper off once school started again and I stopped being able to post before 4 or 4:30 each day; I was precisely correct. I may have to try and build up a little bit of a buffer and try and get a pre-scheduled post out in the morning each day. Because all sorts of terrible things will happen if my meteoric traffic increases lately stop. I can’t actually think of what any of those things might be but they are legion and they are terrible.)
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Am I the meteoric traffic?
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Part of it!
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Reminds me of the multitude of shots of Mayor Rob Ford we have up here.
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Man, this was my Monday right here. Nothing really bad happened, per say. A lot of good things actually got done. But I just felt so incredibly blah. Overwhelmingly blah, which may seem oxymoronic, but, let me tell you, that is the best and only way to describe it.
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He was the subject of many conversation this week while visiting with family. The could have been many more exciting things/people to talk about!
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He will find you. He will eat you.
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Kale and kiwi??? you might lose a minion from your meteoric traffic with suggestions like this.
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Hilary, my suggestion is that you never try it or even speak of it, ever again. Let me be an object lesson here; it’s half the reason I’m on the Internet.
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You hooked me with the Christie pick. I used to be an NJ school teacher. I used to almost be impressed with Christie. I even enjoyed his fight on the boardwalk footage. But stopping GWB traffic—if I still lived in Jersey, I’d be pretty upset. We made kale chips and three months later I still can’t get the taste out of my mouth–and the gross texture. Even the dogs spit them out. Thanks for making me laugh.
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