I love fruitcake. Gets me nice and socially lubricated.
lynora wrote:
Scintillae wrote:
I've actually never had fruitcake. Not sure why it gets its reputation.
I like fruitcake a lot. But it is revolting if it sits around for five years before you try to eat it. Much better to make fresh every year. And not share any with the people who hate it. They will serve it to you stale later on in revenge. :)
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
I was basically Hermione Granger with a tendency to mouth off. And fewer social skills.
Me too, minus the mouthing off part. My problem was an inability to sit still for long periods of time. And the quiet kid can get into a lot of trouble before anyone notices she's not at her desk. :)
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
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I love fruitcake. Gets me nice and socially lubricated.
lynora wrote:
Scintillae wrote:
I've actually never had fruitcake. Not sure why it gets its reputation.
I like fruitcake a lot. But it is revolting if it sits around for five years before you try to eat it. Much better to make fresh every year. And not share any with the people who hate it. They will serve it to you stale later on in revenge. :)
Well, after accidently being exposed to experimental energies at a physics lab he was visiting, Max suddenly found himself repeating Monday over and over again. Meanwhile, Gary attempt at starting his own lingerie business got off to a good start when he secured the services of several top models who were impressed by his business acumen. And, across town, Scott faced a scheduling conflict between Thanksgiving ahnd his visit to....No, wait! That's my soap opera!
I hope I'm the Gary in that story and not the PMG. Heh heh.
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
The real question is, which pony did you whip out?
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
The real question is, which pony did you whip out?
Your party has been hired by the village of Heinekin to address the problem of a drunken sentient gelatinous cube that has be ravaged the town breweries. It seems the more it consumes the larger it grows. You must time your attack for the moment when the drunken ooze gets weepy, and before it consumes the town's reserve of single malt.
Huzzah! Save the booze!!! I'm gonna play a Monk/Paladin half-Catfolk/half-Dhampir!
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
The real question is, which pony did you whip out?
Once upon a time there was a lonely giant. All the other giants had died or been killed. All the giant ever wanted was someone to share his life with. To laugh with. To perhaps start a family with.
One day, the giant found a young human princess wandering in his garden. He thought she'd be afraid of him, but she was not. She was a brave and adventurous princess.
The two became fast friends.
Over time, that friendship developed into love.
Then they tried to be intimate.
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Once upon a time there was a lonely giant.......
In other news, I successfully managed to derail a political discussion with a My Little Pony.
More along the lines of:
*clocks out from work*
*rushes from break room* "OH MY GOD that political ad"
"I voted last week, coworker, I don't have to care anymore"
"But did you SEE-"
*reaches into purse, retrieves pony bought on lunch break, strokes mane*
"What."
"Happy place."
"You're weird..." *leaves*
The real question is, which pony did you whip out?
Hadn't she heard of reverse cowgirl action? Princesses...?
Aberzombie wrote:
Aberzombie's Really Grim Fairy Tales
The Lonely Giant
Once upon a time there was a lonely giant. All the other giants had died or been killed. All the giant ever wanted was someone to share his life with. To laugh with. To perhaps start a family with.
One day, the giant found a young human princess wandering in his garden. He thought she'd be afraid of him, but she was not. She was a brave and adventurous princess.
The two became fast friends.
Over time, that friendship developed into love.
Then they tried to be intimate.
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Once upon a time there was a lonely giant.......
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Freehold DM wrote:
Hadn't she heard of reverse cowgirl action? Princesses...?
Aberzombie wrote:
Aberzombie's Really Grim Fairy Tales
The Lonely Giant
Once upon a time there was a lonely giant. All the other giants had died or been killed. All the giant ever wanted was someone to share his life with. To laugh with. To perhaps start a family with.
One day, the giant found a young human princess wandering in his garden. He thought she'd be afraid of him, but she was not. She was a brave and adventurous princess.
The two became fast friends.
Over time, that friendship developed into love.
Then they tried to be intimate.
.
.
.
.
.
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Once upon a time there was a lonely giant.......
I never drank coffee until I was 40. Now, I can't keep count of how much I coffee I drink. I think it's a better caffeine delivery method than pop (soda) however.
I started just back at the end of March, not long before I turned 40. I drink a cup or two at work each day and (typically) a cup each morning on the weekend. This has enabled me to vastly reduce the amount of soda I drink, while still giving me my caffeine boost.
I couldn't stand the smell of coffee as a teen, but I got over it quickly in the Army.
As for not being a good teacher, I'm too new to really have a handle on classroom management. This might be because I'm just a sub now - having the same kids all the time would make it infinitely easier as I'd be able to establish rules and routines rather than enforce ones I might find arbitrary. I'm worried I may be something of a doormat if push comes to shove. And as a kid who actually did like learning (though it may not have looked that way), I hated teachers who let the class clowns rule the day.
That's why I always preferred the longer jobs as a sub. Much easier to manage the classroom when you know you have a few days of teaching after the initial prodding to see what you'll allow and what not. The one-day assignments sometimes left me feeling like the kind of hard-ass, super-strict teacher I'd hate to be because the class would have one or two kids who had to try every trick in the book. Funnily enough, those kids tend to be the ones who still greets me ten years later if we meet on the street.
And a (hopefully) non-political election question: why are American elections held during the working week when it'd be a lot easier for a lot of people to get to a voting booth during the weekend?
And a (hopefully) non-political election question: why are American elections held during the working week when it'd be a lot easier for a lot of people to get to a voting booth during the weekend?
British Elections are always held on a thursday, same day as pension day.
And a (hopefully) non-political election question: why are American elections held during the working week when it'd be a lot easier for a lot of people to get to a voting booth during the weekend?
Back in the day (mid-1800s, IIRC), the US was a lot more church-focused and farm-based. Tuesday meant you had time to get to the city to vote without making unholy the Sabbath. I think.
And a (hopefully) non-political election question: why are American elections held during the working week when it'd be a lot easier for a lot of people to get to a voting booth during the weekend?
Back in the day (mid-1800s, IIRC), the US was a lot more church-focused and farm-based. Tuesday meant you had time to get to the city to vote without making unholy the Sabbath. I think.
And a (hopefully) non-political election question: why are American elections held during the working week when it'd be a lot easier for a lot of people to get to a voting booth during the weekend?
Back in the day (mid-1800s, IIRC), the US was a lot more church-focused and farm-based. Tuesday meant you had time to get to the city to vote without making unholy the Sabbath. I think.
It is done on purpose to make it harder to vote.
In addition to having a lousy two-party system with lousy candidates.