You know it's that time of year...
...when you spend your entire weekend writing tests, getting lessons prepped, and avoiding grading but you forget to do one very crucial thing until 10pm on Sunday night: the laundry. I knew I had to do laundry today especially when I dug through my drawer and could only find the "emergency" underwear (come on...we all have at least one of those). *sigh*
Only four more weeks.
I have now officially entered the Last Month of the Semester. My brain is fried and I haven't even started the stack o' grading on my desk from the term papers the little brats handed in a few weeks ago. *sigh*
Only four more weeks.
People have started asking me what I'm doing for the holidays. Holidays? What the fuck are the...oh...you mean the four weeks off I get in four weeks? Thanksgiving hasn't been much of a holiday to me. Too many years of spending that one alone especially since almost my entire family is numerous hours away. I enjoy spending the day with Bear and my in-laws but my brother-in-law always wants to cook (something to be avoided especially since he almost burned the house down a few years back). With the stack o' grading I have, this holiday will most likely be spent with the Red Pen O' Death and a nice pitcher of something incredibly alcoholic.
Only four more weeks.
Only four more weeks.
I have now officially entered the Last Month of the Semester. My brain is fried and I haven't even started the stack o' grading on my desk from the term papers the little brats handed in a few weeks ago. *sigh*
Only four more weeks.
People have started asking me what I'm doing for the holidays. Holidays? What the fuck are the...oh...you mean the four weeks off I get in four weeks? Thanksgiving hasn't been much of a holiday to me. Too many years of spending that one alone especially since almost my entire family is numerous hours away. I enjoy spending the day with Bear and my in-laws but my brother-in-law always wants to cook (something to be avoided especially since he almost burned the house down a few years back). With the stack o' grading I have, this holiday will most likely be spent with the Red Pen O' Death and a nice pitcher of something incredibly alcoholic.
Only four more weeks.
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