Arysteia Jones's Diary
Milky Way bars eaten furtively at desk: 5
Power Drinks skulled to stave off sleep: 2
Number of times sleep won the battle: 2
Moments of Incredible Trauma and Fear: 2
Moments of Productive Work: few and far between
Just another day at the chalk face, in other words.
Began by falling asleep on bus. Don't laugh, it's over an hour, at the crack of dawn. It was pitch black, and you couldn't see a foot in front of you through the fog. Fortunately, my regular driver is a good guy, and shook me awake when we got to my stop.
Drank power drink to wake up. Ate Milky Way bar from enormous collection with which I bribe boys and which I never touch. Ahem.
Graciously allowed my entire class to go to the library to finish research assignments. Fell asleep on couch in my office.
Went to faculty meeting. Accidentally traded laptops with colleague.
Booted up wrong laptop and died of shock when geography programme immediately started running.
Had small hysterical fit over whether Read Only disk with inappropriate content would launch itself when my otherwise virginal and pure as the driven snow laptop was turned on.
Ate Milky Way bar.
Remembered sheaf of hard-copy-slash-printouts-with-edits stuffed in case with laptop.
Grabbed additional Milky Way bar and sprinted for Geo Dept.
Found laptop untouched in hall and attributed miracle to Easter devotions.
Skulled power drink, tamed bed hair, braced self for next class.
Boy: "Ma'am, I googled Hephaistion last night and all I found was porn!"
Me: *dies of massive coronary*
Boy: "I wasn't looking, honestly, you know that, but there are these crazy people, and they..."
Me: *be cool, damn it! this is a coincidence, not your karma come home to roost. feign ignorance!*
Boy: "At first I thought they were gay men, but in fact I think they were *women*"
Me: *remembers sarcasm is best weapon of guilty conscience* "Exactly how much of this porn did you read before you remembered you had a Back button?"
Boy: *blushes charmingly and flees*
Ate Milky Way bar and pondered odds that anything of mine came up, and how identifiable it would be.
Remembered my cellphone, complete with Superman theme, has rung in class before and we've discussed my love of Smallville.
Ate last Milky Way bar.
Called it a day.
Sometimes I love my life, sometimes I wonder how I am, in fact, still alive.
In other news, I don't think Alexander is available on DVD as yet in America, and it *is* available in Britain and Scandinavia, supposedly exactly as it was in the theatre. But in France you can get a three disc set with both the director's cut, *and* the deleted scenes? What's up with that??? Stone has given up on English speakers, but the Gallic temperament understands him?
Power Drinks skulled to stave off sleep: 2
Number of times sleep won the battle: 2
Moments of Incredible Trauma and Fear: 2
Moments of Productive Work: few and far between
Just another day at the chalk face, in other words.
Began by falling asleep on bus. Don't laugh, it's over an hour, at the crack of dawn. It was pitch black, and you couldn't see a foot in front of you through the fog. Fortunately, my regular driver is a good guy, and shook me awake when we got to my stop.
Drank power drink to wake up. Ate Milky Way bar from enormous collection with which I bribe boys and which I never touch. Ahem.
Graciously allowed my entire class to go to the library to finish research assignments. Fell asleep on couch in my office.
Went to faculty meeting. Accidentally traded laptops with colleague.
Booted up wrong laptop and died of shock when geography programme immediately started running.
Had small hysterical fit over whether Read Only disk with inappropriate content would launch itself when my otherwise virginal and pure as the driven snow laptop was turned on.
Ate Milky Way bar.
Remembered sheaf of hard-copy-slash-printouts-with-edits stuffed in case with laptop.
Grabbed additional Milky Way bar and sprinted for Geo Dept.
Found laptop untouched in hall and attributed miracle to Easter devotions.
Skulled power drink, tamed bed hair, braced self for next class.
Boy: "Ma'am, I googled Hephaistion last night and all I found was porn!"
Me: *dies of massive coronary*
Boy: "I wasn't looking, honestly, you know that, but there are these crazy people, and they..."
Me: *be cool, damn it! this is a coincidence, not your karma come home to roost. feign ignorance!*
Boy: "At first I thought they were gay men, but in fact I think they were *women*"
Me: *remembers sarcasm is best weapon of guilty conscience* "Exactly how much of this porn did you read before you remembered you had a Back button?"
Boy: *blushes charmingly and flees*
Ate Milky Way bar and pondered odds that anything of mine came up, and how identifiable it would be.
Remembered my cellphone, complete with Superman theme, has rung in class before and we've discussed my love of Smallville.
Ate last Milky Way bar.
Called it a day.
Sometimes I love my life, sometimes I wonder how I am, in fact, still alive.
In other news, I don't think Alexander is available on DVD as yet in America, and it *is* available in Britain and Scandinavia, supposedly exactly as it was in the theatre. But in France you can get a three disc set with both the director's cut, *and* the deleted scenes? What's up with that??? Stone has given up on English speakers, but the Gallic temperament understands him?