I logged on to get a message about a scheduled outage at 4PM PST. Being somewhat slow in the time zone changes thingy, I used my fingers to see that I won't have to worry until 7PM.
I've been enjoying some down time. Progress reports are in, and I'm entitled to relax. For those who aren't educators, progress reports are like a wake-up call to the kids who thought 4th quarter should be for coasting on the glories of previous work. Also, to parents, it's a dismal insight into what your kid has been saying is "fine" - translation, I've really been dogging it in school. What, you didn't expect me to actually WORK, did you?
I really don't know how parents keep from killing their young.
Maybe that's why kids are so cute. To lull their parents into a rosy "aw-w-w" moment, and escape the a$$-whupping they so richly deserve.
I'm feeling mellow. I have NO intention of working tonight. I may even pop in a DVD. Oh, the sybartic wallowing!
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