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I am headed out of town at 6 am tomorrow. I will have a gaggle of high schoolers with me. I will be back Saturday night_and I will likely need to be drinking by then.

Boo hoo, I go back to work tomorrow. I should not complain, I get plenty of time off (yay for the school year).
I will be taking some high school students to a state drama competition for three days at the end of the week_wish me luck and lots of patience.

Why the hell do the two people I would most like to hang out...
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Sunday morning cleaning house, yuck; but there is no fairygod cleaning lady coming by so I had to do it. Now if I could just get the cats to learn to wipe their feet when they step out of the litter box, all would be well.

My head hurts, I need a massage (I know just who I want it from too), I need sleep, snuggled close to someone.

It is Saturday morning, not yet 6, why am I awake?

18 degrees last night, but no snow. My cat smells like coffee (this is not a pussy joke)--she jumped on the table and turned a cup of coffee (it was cold luckily) over on herself. She's a goofball, but at least she isn't blaming me for the incident.

I hate small minded people; why are there so damned many of them?

Agh, it's Friday and not one to relax on-- the play goeth forth tonight and tomorrow night. I feel nauseous and I am not even on the stage! This has been a hard row to hoe, two girls being dumped by stupid boyfriends at inopportune moments, actresses having word vomit of frustration (she spent 40 minutes apologizing for telling me to fuck off--we are all...
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Better night tonight. The play will be performed as a matinee tomorrow for the rest of the school because the principal thinks the students need more "culture." Fuckin A, they need to be whacked up side the head more. I suppose we were all that way at that age, but I will vehemently deny having ever been as tempremental, mean, nasty, and hormonally challenged as...
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Bad day list:
1. The certifying board in this state are asswipes.
2. paper macheing with 6th graders--a bad fucking idea
3. The teacher next door yells all day (I paper mached with 6th graders and didn't yell)
4. A kid in the play has a church function (?) that he just cannot miss on Saturday that he just remembered that lasts until 5 pm...
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Sunday afternoon naps are such a lovely concept. I feel rested and warm. Now maybe I can get some work done, or I may just continue to be lazy.