So today happened, and I've gotten so far that I can be comfortable with capital letters again. My father's uncle Oscar died this morning at 8am, and I'm really sad about this, sadder than I had perhaps expected. He's been a fixture in my life for so long -- I remember being a little kid and about the only person who wasn't terrified of the man.
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Still so impressed with the teacher thing.
I really like the bottom pic, because he reminds it of Morrissey. Heh.
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The teacher thing is a bit of a ride, actually. Some days it's like hell, and other days it's a cakewalk. Tuesday was a bit of both.
I really like his HAIR. Man, I vacillate between wanting to be his best friend and actually wanting to BE him.
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Basically, it is. Either that or waking up to an inbox full of figure skating fic while listening to Adam Lambert. He makes everything shiny.
Ooooh, Revenge!Frank. That could be cool and you could do with it a bit what you wanted without, you know, actually having to stand with your head in a vat of wax for an hour every morning.
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Also, I hope your haircut works out! We want pics (obvs)
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It won't happen for another, oh, three weeks or so? But once it's done, you bet your ass I will take pics of it from every direction. ♥
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Hahaha, those 12 year olds sound like.... my graduating class, actually. :)
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I have never experienced anything like it, seriously. Not with my own class or anything else... well, I mean. Unless you count that dude who made my life difficult in 9th grade who then beat the hell out of this other guy. And threw yet another dude headfirst into the lockers. Or poured milk all over a teacher. But they never did it in the classroom is my point!
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