I took a break from unpacking to have a snack and a beer. Now I'm a little drunk and I still have to finish clearing up my room and the kitchen, which involves untangling balls of yarn and stepping up on a chair in order to put food away in cabinets. This is all really complicated. It occurred to me after the fact that all I've had to eat all day ( ( Read more... )

German Police Pick Up Drunken Owl.

And, on a related note, Hungover Owls

I am exhausted ( Read more... )

As if the nightmares weren't enough, I'm finally convinced I have some unresolved issues with my time spent with the OUSD. I started ranting about how the administration, aides, and teachers treat special ed. students and how I feel absolutely powerless to do anything except hang out with the kids for a day before going to my next assignment. In my ( Read more... )

I found out that I'm a much better singer and dancer when I'm drunk. Thank you, Charles Shaw.

EDIT: That song is actually called "Big Electric Cat." I guess I was just thinking about foxes and my mood icons.