I think my head is going to explode.
I have so much shit to get finished before Thursday noon, it's frightening. I did make a list, but the sight of everything itemized in one place made me want to curl up in the fetal position and let my mind gibber like a howler monkey for a while.
So I burned it. And I feel much better now.
I should have the critical report cards done by late this evening. The remaining thirty-five high school reports aren't due until Wednesday, so I've already consigned those to the do-when-I-get-back pile. FYI, this is also known as the will-come-back-to-bite-me-on-the-ass-later pile.
But fuck it. In 48 hours I'll be on my way to Vegas. And that's as far as my brain gets before it starts giggling in anticipation.
We've added a few things to the basic itinerary - we've always wanted to go check out the Neon Museum's Boneyard, and are trying to get in on a tour.
Plus, at some point, I need to head to Binions for a cash game or their NLHE tourney. I love Binions; the seedy and grungy air of the place comforts my punk-rock soul.
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Thanks to Special K for setting us up with Hunny Bunny's headache powder fix. Merci beaucoup :-)
I have so much shit to get finished before Thursday noon, it's frightening. I did make a list, but the sight of everything itemized in one place made me want to curl up in the fetal position and let my mind gibber like a howler monkey for a while.
So I burned it. And I feel much better now.
I should have the critical report cards done by late this evening. The remaining thirty-five high school reports aren't due until Wednesday, so I've already consigned those to the do-when-I-get-back pile. FYI, this is also known as the will-come-back-to-bite-me-on-the-ass-later pile.
But fuck it. In 48 hours I'll be on my way to Vegas. And that's as far as my brain gets before it starts giggling in anticipation.
We've added a few things to the basic itinerary - we've always wanted to go check out the Neon Museum's Boneyard, and are trying to get in on a tour.
Plus, at some point, I need to head to Binions for a cash game or their NLHE tourney. I love Binions; the seedy and grungy air of the place comforts my punk-rock soul.
****
Thanks to Special K for setting us up with Hunny Bunny's headache powder fix. Merci beaucoup :-)
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