Saturday, September 30, 2006
What the heck?
Now all of my pictures have turned into big red x's. I didn't tell it to do that. What's going on?? How am I supposed to post my comparison of Magglio Ordonez and a cabbage patch kid if I can't use pictures?
Monday, September 25, 2006
Things I Hate
Yippee, my sidebar has returned to its upright and proper position. Okay. Enough celebrating... on to the list of things I hate.
- That guy in the paper who writes the column about how to win at bridge. Get a real job, puh-lease.
- Blackhawks.
- Screaming teenagers at 7:00 in the morning. It's homecoming time again!!
- That my garage door opener only works about 25% of the time and I have to hit the button and run real fast in my work clothes and almost get killed by the door.
- Candy corn.
- Cleaning.
- When people pay for their groceries with a check and don't even get their checkbook out until the cashier tells them the total. Is the fact that you actually have to pay a total surprise???
- All holidays and holiday decorations.
- (8b really) Christmas ads in October. You know they're on their way....we only have a few more Christmas-free weeks left, so you best enjoy it.
- Larry King.
- Children who have cell phones.
- Copier jams. (Please clear the jam in area 4A, 2C, 5D, J10....you sunk my battleship.)
- Stupid people who don't realize they're stupid.
- When I'm trying to just buy my groceries and get the hell OUT of Meijer and the cashier has to ask if I want to buy a fountain drink. Uh, no. I plan to go home and EAT SOME OF MY GROCERIES IF YOU'LL LET ME OUT OF THE STORE.
- People at work asking if I'm new when I have worked there for 3 years.
- While I am fixing the jammed copier.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Back to School
Well, yesterday was the first day of school. That means today was the 2nd day. I'm a little bit tired, my eyes hurt, and my patience is running low. All seems fine so far otherwise. Oh, except that I have 34 kids in one of my classes. What the heck? That is too many essays to grade. Too many. I need a bigger room. I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
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