Had a very disturbing dream last night that the school system called, but wanted to talk to hubby. I didn't know even who it was, so when he started doing the "Uh-huh--uh-huh--right," thing, I got nervous that it was a family call. When he hung up, he turned to me and told me the school district was firing me ( Read more... )

Borrowed friend R.'s Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog DVD. Enjoyed it. Except for the ending, which was seriously fucked up and wrong ( Read more... )

The kidlet's school football team lost again last night. This time, though, it was a respectable loss, as the competing team was only a couple touchdowns ahead. After hubby spent the first quarter trying to wrap my mind around downs, I was finally able to follow the game, mostly. I think one must either be born watching football, or carry a ( Read more... )

The kidlet played at her first high school football game last night. Sort of. As in, it was sort of a football game: it had three rain delays (four if you count the fact that the third was two half-hour delays!) and almost got canceled for lightning. After the last rain delay, the bands from both teams decided that lightning + brass instruments ( Read more... )

Working today at the kidlet's school. (We replaced the car battery last night, so I can drive!) English III and English III AP. It's lovely when the teacher leaves a looong set of text instructions on the website. Also extremely rare. And from these instructions, she seems to be an example of that sadly endangered species--an English teacher ( Read more... )

Went back and reread another old (unfinished) SW story. This one's about supposedly mythical Jedi, an in-universe JediCon, a secret cabal or three, and a nonbelieving refugee from a Force-worshiping backwater planet who has a couple very large surprises thrown her way ( Read more... )

Hey, March--it's not November any more ( Read more... )

I just spent eight-plus hours with a bunch of autistic kids. Three were low-functioning, so I helped herd them through their daily assignments in the autistic room. One was high-functioning, and I sat in with him during History, Technology, and Science ( Read more... )

Dear fourth period:

Thanks for one of the more amusing experiences of my substituting job. But if you decide to go on American Idol, I'm afraid you'll get voted off.

Still laughing,

Ms. Uhh.

Heh. I jinxed myself when I said I didn't want to sub every day this week. I'm subbing every day this week ( Read more... )