it’s -6 degrees outside (that’s -21.11111 celsius for you canucks) and i think it might be a balmy 0 degrees inside. i keep asking kappa and maria if it’s really freakishly cold in here or if i’m coming down with something. they agree about the freakish cold. as i sit here shivering i keep chanting to myself ‘three more days, three more days.’ because why? because in three more days i will not have to work for TWELVE entire days in a row.
also, the song of the day is paul westerberg’s “kickin’ the stall” merely for the line, “dressed in black from thigh to thigh” it makes us grin most wickedly.
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I have to tell you that every time you say that you have 12 days off I grit my teeth. Not because of you–I’m very happy that you get a well deserved 12 days off for Holiday, but the fact is, I get only 7. And I became a fucking teacher so I could have a longer christmas break than all of my real job friends who make the $$. Are you including weekends?? Because if you are, then we’re at least equal. If you’re not, then I’m just going to have to come after you with a pointy stick. Not the good kind, either.
i am totally including weekends. without weekends it’s only EIGHT. EIGHT MAGNIFICENT DAYS!
bring on the stick!
mwahahaha.
The boy is brilliant. I too need a turkey suit.