What? You did not know I was incarcerated. Yes, I was help captive in my home by the couch monster most of the summer, but I returned to work yesterday. After summer break, educators always get asked the same old shit kind of questions. How was your summer? What did you do? Where did you go? Yadda yadda yadda. This week I have decided to be brutally honest about the things I did this summer. Here are my answers to 10 of my frequently asked questions. I will let you imagine what the questions are.
1. I don’t remember anything before coffee.
2. This is my feigning enthusiasm face.
5. If I have to put pants or a bra on before noon, the answer will always be no.
6. Some things are not important.
7. I was so sick of those fuckers.
8. Desperate Minds High School.
9. Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy/But here’s my number, so call me maybe.
I started seven different blog posts today, but none of them seemed to fit what I wanted to say. Hell, I’m not exactly sure what the fuck I wanted to say today either. I spent an extensive portion of the day online looking for inspiration. When all hope was gone that I would post two days in a row, a light bulb moment occurred. My alter-ego whispered to me that I should review what I learned from others on The Internet today while I was lurking.
And, so it came to pass, Twtter, Plurk, and Facebook provided me with blog fodder.
My uncle is looking for a poop changer via FB.
Certain things happen only on Bravo if you live @citizenjaney’s house.
In general, I don’t think people are bad, but I do think they make bad choices.
One can never have enough toilet paper or flip flops.
I love the word knackered like it’s my job.
I am so over the Keanu meme.
“We must ensure a disaster like this doesn’t happen again.” ~ Barack Obama