Amazon states that there's no way to get this in time for Christmas. What a shame.

As the wife of a high school teacher, this story freaks me out: Marinette, WI student holds teacher and 23 students hostage. Thankfully all of the hostages were safe, but the gunman shot himself and died this morning. What is perhaps the scariest part is that they have no idea what his motive could have been, as he was apparently a happy, straight- ( Read more... )

I was trying to decide what to mix with my apple cranberry juice and found an old bottle of sloe gin in our liquor cupboard. This is surprisingly tasty. And probably dangerous, since it certainly doesn't taste like alcohol. But I figured I owed it to myself for making it through the Aeneid. Okay, skimming through the Aeneid. With plans to ( Read more... )

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WTF, Wisconsin ( Read more... )

ARGH. Why is it that every single semester when I start trying to put together the next semester's schedule, *everything* I want to take seems to end up being at the same time? Seriously, there are about 5 classes that are at the same damn MWF 10:10-11:05 time slot. And what really sucks is that 2 of those classes are classes I need to take to ( Read more... )

( Day Nineteen: a photo of you on a school trip )

So, I figured I'd be finished with the photo meme by the end of the month, and apparently I suck at this. I'm still determined to finish it eventually, though. But I'm not planning to have much time in the next month for LJ, so we'll see. I'm planning to do NaNoWriMo this year, and with an already-busy month with just school and stuff, Internet is ( Read more... )

I've been wondering lately how in the world people have the time to keep up on Internet message boards. I don't mean someone like me, who signs up for various boards because I want to post about something I find interesting, watch them for a while, and then subsequently forget about them when something new comes along, maybe to check back now and ( Read more... )

( Day Seventeen: a drunk photo of you )