Crickets SUCK.
Oh My GOD. You have to be fucking joking me! ARRRG. There's actually a cricket that's crawled down into the stove exhaust pipe/chimney. Grarg! And there's no feasible way to get the little fucker out, so I'm stuck with super loud crickety noises echoing in my kitchen. Darn it!
Only four more days until payday. Eurg, I hate being poor. Here's to getting more tutoring jobs this month! (Am crossing my fingers on that, big time!)
Sent off a letter to Heather yesterday, and my letter to Julie will go out tomorrow. Heather is now engaged, and the wedding will be sometime in May (I think) 2010..or 11. Yay! So exciting.
Damnit, there goes the stupid cricket again. Maybe if I leave the cabinet open, the little fucker will shove off.
Not much exciting at school. Got all the children's section books put away today--with a little help. Actually, a lot of little happy helpers. Just realized two of my students are brother and sister; they didn't look much alike at all. Here's to starting in on all the science (dewey decimal system) books tomorrow. Meh.
Need to come up with a thanksgiving craft for the month. I've concluded that about one craft a month is about all I can do, due to time constraints (recess and lunch are the only available times to work on art projects, and we can't work on them everyday) and lack of funds. (yay being poor) I'm thinking maybe paper bag turkeys would be good. I need something to stuff them with though. And I've had requests to build a trash bag snowman. I wonder if Dad would save his shredded paper for such a thing. Eh, we'll see. Oooh, or we could make toilet paper pilgrims. That might be a fun one! Hmmm.
Anyway, am riding crunchy (the bike I had the accident on) again tomorrow. I've concluded the other road bike must have more than one hole, because the back tire just does NOT hold air, even though dad patched it.
Sounds like I'll be junketing this weekend. I'll have to haul out my usual hat! Should be fun...and greasy!
Not much else to report. Studying for GRE's continues (as boring as ever).
Labels: annoying locations for crickets., crafts, Poverty, thanksgiving
