waterfalls in my loungeroom
and big fat, slightly damp,for everybody
Thanks, random dude for making it impossible for me to go back to sleep for a few hours afterward, since I was in such a panic. I'm glad the call wasn't for me, but my heart would just not stop racing.
When the phone rings at 2:30am. I woke up and almost had a heart attack, thinking that someone in my family was dying or something horrible had happened, but it was a wrong number.
ugh - I hate that!
I hate bureaucracy.
And the fact that I needed spellcheck for that word.
You don't have to leave here, the Crack isn't going anywhere!
On a serious note, I know that it is hard to leave a vacation, especially when you are visiting dear friends. My advice is to look forward to the next chance you have to see them, instead of being sad you have to leave. Next summer will be here before you know it!
Just wanted to clarify a bit, so no one would think this was about them!
I am a supply teacher, and a new call system is in place that is supposed to fairly distribute our work. However, the system is flawed, keeps resetting itself, and is only calling the first 10 people on the list. That leaves 160 of us not getting any calls. Our union, who we pay dues too, is not responding to our emails anymore. Not nice to be ignored when our livelihood is at stake!
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. . . but it does seem a little odd (have they never heard of cropping???) . . . bigger hate . . . whilst helping a friend sift through a bunch of replies to one of her profiles, the number of dudes who used those professional 'air brushed to death, here put on a little gloss, lets get the fan going' Days of Our Lives photos just staggered me . . . gave us a huge fit of the gigglies but 
k leaves their 13 year old daughter, and friend, at home on a Friday night with 7 15 -16 year old boys that you do not know from a bar of soap to go on a date with spunky new boyfriend . . . 
. . . and then wonder why they are all drunk and stoned and god knows what else, when you get home . . . I am so furious with this woman I feel like I could do her bodily harm . . . yes, your life has been a shit fight of late, yes you deserve to have some fun and unwind and yes you deserve a shot at happiness with this fabbity new man . . . but you DO NOT get to ditch your responsibilities to your own child, and the other children left in your care to pursue said happiness . . . that is what those weekends when your ex has the kids are for. . .
. . . I don't give a shiska if I come off sounding all judgemental ~ I have enormous empathy for parents who are bringing their kids up alone . . . it's a bloody hard slog and I really do understand that . . . it just infuriates the stuffing out of me that she has her head so far up her ass and has so little respect for her daughters' well being . . . these are the years when you have to be even more careful . . . and I guess it hits home a little harder for me because my own beautiful girl is sitting smack bang in the middle of those tricky years . . . young enough to still need guidance, old enough to want to loose the chains a little . . . but seriously, engage your brain and use some common sense
^ mebbe they're just trying to prove they have friends
< hearing about the stupidity of some parents and their lassez faire attitude towards their kids . . . who the f
:completely enraged:
Being OLD.
