thank God for Part Deux
soon, VH-1 is going to have to start doing retrospectives of the past week. oh wait...they already do. now we need "best last five minutes ever." i'd watch.
so i ease back into school tomorrow, but have to be teaching by 8:15 before all that. bah. today, i mostly drove around and tried to determine if my car was doing anything strange. i ALSO got the thingie that allows me to play my ipod through the radio. i wish i had a sweet sound system, though. DANG.
i was going to find some polite way to do this, like provide a link to a site with most frequently misspelled words, but instead, i'm just going to say: it's DEFINITELY. de-finite. there's no excuse for DEFINATELY in the age of spell check. i, too, am going to make more of an effort to press that little virtual button.
oh, ok--here's a site: http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/misspelled.html.
final thoughts: emmy rossum is an unbearable. and as soon as i saw her, even without knowing anything about her, i was like, "New York private school kid." and where did she go? Spence. not smart enough to get into Brearley, huh, emmy?
that was really mean. i should probably feel sorry, but it's obvious that she's extremely self-satisfied and unpleasant and would definitely have been mean to me if we had been in school together. because they would have wanted me to dub her.
also, my favorite thing about my car is that the headlights flip up. i think this is because all children of the '80s secretly want a DeLorean. this explains my obsession with things that recess into walls and floors.
so i ease back into school tomorrow, but have to be teaching by 8:15 before all that. bah. today, i mostly drove around and tried to determine if my car was doing anything strange. i ALSO got the thingie that allows me to play my ipod through the radio. i wish i had a sweet sound system, though. DANG.
i was going to find some polite way to do this, like provide a link to a site with most frequently misspelled words, but instead, i'm just going to say: it's DEFINITELY. de-finite. there's no excuse for DEFINATELY in the age of spell check. i, too, am going to make more of an effort to press that little virtual button.
oh, ok--here's a site: http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/misspelled.html.
final thoughts: emmy rossum is an unbearable. and as soon as i saw her, even without knowing anything about her, i was like, "New York private school kid." and where did she go? Spence. not smart enough to get into Brearley, huh, emmy?
that was really mean. i should probably feel sorry, but it's obvious that she's extremely self-satisfied and unpleasant and would definitely have been mean to me if we had been in school together. because they would have wanted me to dub her.
also, my favorite thing about my car is that the headlights flip up. i think this is because all children of the '80s secretly want a DeLorean. this explains my obsession with things that recess into walls and floors.