RIP Frank McCourt, one of my most favorite authors. Angela's Ashes has been on the shelf right above my desk (The Shelf of Honor, which also holds most of Pullman's work, the Shakespeare book Mr. Doering gave me, and One Hundred Years of Solitude) since I first read it (how old was I? 12 or 13?), and there it will stay with 'Tis and Teacher ManI'm ( Read more... )

Last night was glorious, and spent most wonderfully. So I didn't study at all yesterday. eeeeh. Haha ( Read more... )

Happy St. Patrick's Day, I suppose. I'll be wearing green in the form of my HL B-A-N-A-N-A-S hoody, but only cos it's FUCKING FREEZING and raining. Peen! >:O

Anywhoooo, I love Frank McCourt, in case no one knew he was one of my favorites. Yesterday, I remembered that History International (a channel I will watch, since the regular History Channel ( Read more... )

I'm not even twenty pages into Teacher Man and already I've peed my pants laughing... so many times.

I love him!

Back to reading!!

eta: HEEEEE!!

Joey is the mouth. There's one in every class along with the complainer, the clown, the goody-goody, the beauty queen, the volunteer for everything, the jock, the intellectual, the momma's boy, ( Read more... )

Yay. :D

The good things that happened today far outnumber the bad, so I'll focus on them.

+ At about three, Laura, Starr, and I drove to K-Mart to pick up our family portrait. It's ridiculously good.

+ We stopped at Borders so Laura could look for stuff and I could pick up The Darkness' One Way Ticket To Hell... And Back. I shouldn't have, but ( Read more... )