Sometimes on Sunday nights, I get a little loony. I don't know what I'm teaching tomorrow morning. I don't care. I need a hug. I eat some ice cream. I mope a little. And I procrastinate on the internet. Here's a sampling:
Merry Christmas, everybody. Love, Mary and Mystery Man
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I feel the exact same way on Sunday nights. Come to think of it, on Monday nights too...
That is a FANTASTIC mode of procrastination! I love it. :)
Awesome. My vet-ish friends all think quite highly of you two now.
Hahaha! Best laugh I've had in a long time! Please tell me I get a live reinactment upon my return to snowy spokompton!
wow. amazing.
I don't do Sunday nights either. And I'm not even a teacher.
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