Incestuous Siamese Twins!
.... there, got your attention.
National History Judging was today, so I spent my Sunday, 6:45am-6pm out and about doing teachery things. Came home exhausted and emo, because the drive home was strangely reminiscent of a different and happier time.
Felt a strange urge to write upon getting home, which is why there is this weirdly Jeanette Winterson-like piece of prose just under this entry.
The bad news is that I've been not in the mood to be productive all evening, so I've got 2 lessons to plan and 1 SAC to write before tomorrow morning, and sleep-time is rapidly diminishing. It seems unfair that my weekend has been swallowed up by emoness and work.
Anyway. Time to listen to BassHunter instead of my Emo playlist because I'm more likely to be energetic and productive that way.