Tinsley was talking to Flivver at the Help Desk yesterday and she came to the realization that you go to school, then go to work, and never get to sleep in. It’s rough when you watch the reality of life hit a 17-year old.
Some kids were sending around one of those chain drunk driving poems where it turns out that it is written by someone who has already DIED (oooo scary). One of the students wrote back in a comment complaining about it: “The poem is bad. Just because you’re against drunk driving doesn’t mean you should be in favor of drunk writing.” I found that amusing.
Kate came over last night and we watched TV. Very exciting.
