this is a really brief, not really, update just to say that being in the microwave room in the psych dept at lunch time is really fucking sad and pathetic. Remember that scene on my so called life when angela laments about how unfortunate it is to see the sad excuse for her teacher's lunch? it's like that, only this is my life and i am the teacher. from about 11:30 til 2:00pm the halls are filled with the pungent aroma of various lean cuisines. And i'm talking like the beef stroganoff lean cuisine. the public fridge is filled wiht frozen dinners and prepackaged fruit cups and for some reason all of this just make me feel wretched, and i can't figure out why.
anyways that is kind of all for now. peep my fishing pics on facebook. super hot
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