There’s a beverage involved here, man. Continue reading
Daily Archives: June 18, 2012
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With Game of Thrones and Mad Men over, I kind of just forgot about Sunday night television. I couldn’t figure out what was so pleasant about last night until I woke up this morning and remembered–True Blood. My arch-nemesis!
And without further adieu let us suffer through the five best (worst?) telenovela faces in last night’s episode, “Authority Always Wins.” Continue reading
ALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOBANKER. Continue reading
It has recently come to my attention that not everyone has been thoroughly educated on how lazy and overpaid teachers are. After all, those who can, do; those who can’t, teach. And those who can teach, teach teachers! That second one doesn’t make any sense, but that doesn’t mean it’s not true.
The next time that someone tries to tell you that teaching is an incredibly difficult job that only someone who was dedicated to his or her students would do because it’s really fucking hard, please direct them to this handy list so that I can set them straight. Continue reading
During the past couple of years Mr S and I have taken two trips involving loooong plane trips.
The first one was 3 separate flights, with flying times of 1 hour then 12 hours then 4 hours. Reasonable connections. About 24 hours door-to-door. For a four-week stay. Jet lag not that bad, going or coming.
The more recent one was flying time of 1 hour + 10 hours, door-to-door being about 18 hours. For a ten-day stay. Jet lag going was unspeakable; coming home, not so bad.
It was the last one that got us thinking. Do we want to do this any more? Is it worth it? The hideous living death (and not in a fun zombie way) of being imprisoned in a tiny seat with your neighbour’s backrest and snores 2 inches from your nose? Continue reading
There is nothing quite so refreshing as a change of season. The changing temperature marks the passage of time, but not in a dismal birthday candle way. Adults don’t experience newness on a regular basis. We don’t have a new teacher every year, or learn a new subject every quarter. Unless we work in a very volatile field there is some sense of familiarity in what we do, day in and day out.
We don’t exactly become gerbils on wheels (unless we choose to of course.) Our lives are rich and we pursue new ideas, adventures and activities. But our very existence is not dictated by growth and change. We are not given new responsibilities and allowed to do new and exiting things with each passing year (ex. crossing the street alone, going to the mall with friends, etc.) We (hopefully) don’t grow out of our wardrobe every year and get the chance to reinvent our look. Never again will we (organically) change from being a boy/girl to a man/woman. We are what we are. Continue reading
