I keep having something to post, and I keep forgetting it!
Ugh. Well, got a little behind today. Had to practically RUN up the stairs and to my desk, only to go to the staff meeting. I'm wearing my boots. My black boots. It was a little...difficult. Not to mention that I got stuck behind this lady who was in such a state of rapture because of the BEAUTIFUL morning (and it was a gorgeous drive. In all my five (six?) years here I have never, ever seen the mountains THAT clearly. It's like someone picked them up and moved them closer. simply gorgeous.), that she completely ignored the fact that her speed went from 60-100-50-70. By then i was grinding my teeth, and we'd come to a stop sign. I can deal with people in, say, an old VW who is going slow - VW's are (were) like little, tiny hippos. The clincher, however, was that this lady was driving a 2000 Mustang! Now, everything I know about cars could fit into a reasonably small box, but I'm pretty sure that Mustangs' go fast. So why HAVE a fast car if you're going to toodle along BELOW the speed limit?! Yuck. People like that should GIVE their fast, beautiful cars to us speed demons and take out own crappy, need-new-ball joints-every-the-months pieces of CRAP.

And then again, most of the people who read this don't drive. At least, not on a regular basis. But - you guys can appreciate good driving, right?

Ooh oooh ooh. the topic of the hour: Michael Jackson. Did he do it? I think a lot of people are condemning him on the basis that he's weird. I think a lot of people are proclaiming his innocence on the basis of his status. I hope he didn't. A part of me wouldn't be surprised to find out it was a scheme of the parents: remember the last time that he was charged? He paid off the family for it to 'go away'. The parents could have been banking on his doing that again - but that's such an awful thing to say! Then again, which is worse? Personally, I believe that paedophilia is unforgivable. I think that child porn is unforgivable. Children should NOT be put through that horror- and I think that the perpetrators should be put away. Forever. What is more helpess and valuable than a child? The more time i spend with kids the more I realize how much worth they have. Having said that, I hope MJ is not guilty. I like him. He's always struck me as a good - though strange - person, and it'd be nice to have him clear his name once and for all. If he IS guilty, though, I hope he goes to jail. For a very, very long time and gets a lot of help. Then again, look at R Kelly. Child Porn charges and he is still selling amazingly well. What a wonderful world, eh?

Enough for now - I'm not making much sense. Any opinions on MJ (or the mountains?)
--->It was snowing yesterday here in Langley.
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Back again
I'm operating at about 50% right now. Feeling okay...but I used my two sick days, so that's over. Actually, if i talk/move too much I wind up feeling, well....icky. Which is why I spent the last two days holed up in the dark recessess of my couch. Watching TV, reading and sleeping. OH how I slept. Nothing feels so good as my TV room with the little heater on full blast, a bevy of teddy bears and a warm blanket. Now that was the life.

...Except the whole being sick thing. That kinda sucked. I drank 7 cans of ginger ale and consumed 8 gravol over the last 2 (three if you count sunday, when i skipped out on church to be ill) days. Considering I never (or, very rarely) take any medication other than tylenol, I was in a perpetual state of drowsiness. All questions were answered with 'buh?' and 'snerrg?'. On monday at work I forgot where I was (binding books). I was sitting there, thinking...and the next thing I know I've got no idea where i am and why I'm not at home. It was a little disquieting. So I went home (driving precariously ) and spent the next two days asleep. Actually, k and I watched Little Women on Monday night. Laurie and Jo were SOUL MATES. You can't just...not marry your soul mate. Depressing movie when you really think about it. Louisa May was a spiteful old hag(and still a mind-numbingly good writer. To this day Little Women is the only book that has made me cry. Gone With the Wind and Captain Corelli's Mandolin came precariously close....but no cigar.).

There was some building on fire in Langley today. Kinda weird. The smoke wasn't all that black, though. More....brownish. Why was that?

Oh, and yesterday I went to Tae Kwon Do (can we say 'BAD CALL!'?). This guy (a friend. a cute friend) asked me why I didn't Tech plays at the high school anymore. I just sort of stood there and felt my ego deflate, managing a 'because I graduated?' before it completely fizzled out. I forget that I look like I'm a well-developed 12 year old. DAMN my childish face! I think he was embarassed, though, which kinda makes up for it. >_<
I was joking about it with my little sister, who immediately began to console me. I sort of...stood there, slack-jawed and said "no, no...I was just joking. I'm really, REALLY not upset." Some people don't get the concept of self-mockery. It's a fun little hobby that generally puts people at ease. Then I went into the house and she yelled at me because i went to fall into bed, and not to take the dog out. (Last time we were out for 30 mins looking for his STICK, while the teenagers around the school went 'shh! shhh!!! they've got a flashlight! We'll wait them out!". Ugh. Sometimes I hate suburbia.

Oh yeah - and The OC? Umm, so last week we watched Marissa and Ryan make out, this week it was Seth/Ana/Summer. (don't worry: no threesomes.) Show is...I dunno. Ryan ditched his Chino (which, I would like to point out, is also the name of an extraordinarily good brand of frozen perogies) roots and is now a full-fledged Newport shmuck. destined for yuppie-dom before he even passes 30. *sighs* They don't make 'em like they used to, I'll tell you what. Other than that this was an annoyingly happy episode. None of the angst that is normally pursued. And yet i still watch.

Did you know that at 10AM they have episodes of Saved By the Bell on? I hate myself for watching that much TV.

ta for now.

oh yuck oh yuck oh yuck
I'm sick and I can't go home. Not yet. I've definately got to stay home tomorrow. oh yuck. I hate the flu.