the crazy week has begun and...

oh crap! weeks! crazy weeks! plural! this week AND NEXT WEEK. monday holidays are no good to me!
yeah, so the schedule is that i need to have one paper built and sent by 4 p.m. thursday, and a second one built and sent by 10 a.m. friday. could that mean that i have to do TWO tomorrow? pretty much.

i try not to be a big whiner baby about this, but i can't help it. if everyone else had their "ducks in a row" then the papers would come together, smoothly, effortlessly. however not only are the ducks NOT in a row, the ducks are running wildly and swinging machetes.

here's a story about how grade school can completely suck and, at the same time, offer moments of incredible funny:
so the kiddo has had problems with a girl in her class. apparently this girl called the kiddo -- MY KIDDO -- a freak.
my kiddo wrote the girl a note which included the following sentence:
i am not a freak! (I am not Michael Jackson!)

and who says pop culture is not good for the youth of today...

and the next interview is lined up for tuesday. hurrah!

are your fingers still crossed? you can let them relax for the holidays. but then you better cross them again by tuesday...