I got a promotion and a raise! Both are a sort-of scheduled, “you didn’t fuck anything up too badly this year” thing, but yay anyway! I celebrated by using this weekend, the only weekend I’ve had all to myself for MONTHS, to hole up and get REALLY GROSS.

I detailed the hell out of my car in memory of my brother today. Like, washed with dish soap to strip the wax, claybar’d it, washed again, rewaxed, and a final wash. The four things he loved most in life were cars (specifically cleaning up his truck), dogs, music (Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, and Slayer), and booze (Jack…

My boss said in an IEP meeting that I’m good at writing goals. I may have gotten one of my students to pass all of his classes so he can go on his class trip. Crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

Had a twitter conversation with Margaret Atwood! I wrote a choose-your-own-adventure fanfic for a class on the MaddAddam books, and tweeted the result at her! She actually responded! I nearly died.

I lost my dad to lung cancer (a smoker for 49 years) and every time I hear someone’s making progress quitting, I’m like

Congratulations! I graduated from law school in 1979, and for years — decades — afterwards, I had occasional nightmares in which I would get a call from the registrar’s office telling me that they made a mistake and I didn’t really have enough credits to graduate, so I had to go back to school.

It’s beyond fucked up. And I get that Gawker screwed up majorly, I do. But that doesn’t mean that a billionaire with a personal vendetta should get to control media like this.

I got Botox in my face yesterday, you guys! I got it for my migraines, which are turrble, and I’m kinda hopeful about it. She did 31 shots, which wasn’t supes pleasant, but if it cuts down on my headaches, I’ll take it. Even the chance at relief is worth the ouchies.

I’m reading the Intuitive Eating book and am starting to make progress. I think I’ve been eating way too much because I thought I had to.

Nothing much, but I did finally buy a blender/food processor and made my own pesto this week! First time I’ve done it myself.

Please see below for the escape hatch plan launched by one of our clever compatriots and share/star so all the cool chicks (and some cool dudes) can see it. It involves a Gmail emergency address and a plan to regroup elsewhere if the ship suddenly sinks.

I think i slept for 10 hours

Honestly, I went to bed by 930 two nights this week. I get up for work at 530 so that’s kind of a big deal. My husband started working in development for a non profit and now regularly comes home around 10 or later due to events and schmoozing. Getting 6 hours of sleep has been a luxury lately. I've also been making…

Filed under - Gawker, Open in Case of Emergency. Sincerely, Smuttins

No word from Denton on the state of Gawker Media after all the legal drama, but that Silicon Valley butthole is definitely trying to sink the entire company. So it wouldn’t surprise me (though it would make me very sad).

I’m sorry about your father :( My mom is a teacher and I totally know what you mean. Seriously, fuck anyone who tells teachers not to complain. My mom is getting so fed up with the county not valuing her because she costs more than a brand new teacher, and they just keep moving her from school to school, and now she…

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“What’s everyone drinking tonight?”

first rosé of the season over here!

I swear to God I have had it with anyone who says teachers are too whiny about our pay\benefits.
My father passed away at the beginning of this month. I only have 10 sick\vacation days per year, which I had already used by the time he passed- some of those days, by the way, were spent taking care of him, and one day…