I am having illustrator issues, and so I am choosing to go drown my frustration in tacos until I no longer want to punch people in the neck. Should take about three tacos, I'm guessing.
I gave my notice today. After four years of being a ghetto-fabulous high school teacher, I'm going to have to find something new in a brand new town. That's not the hard part, though. The hard part will be telling my kids I'm leaving. The little bastards have grown attached to me, for some reason.
We tried to watch Mad Men this weekend. Tried, and failed. Everyone says it's great. It won awards. People whose opinions I highly respect tell me it's the best show on television right now.
We watched two episodes, and it felt like we'd watched five. It was long, slow, boring, had flat characters, no conflict, no hook at all. I guess I'll just have to... Read More