"US President Barack Obama is trying to secure an invitation for the Queen to attend the official D-Day commemorations in France on Saturday." Maybe he can give her the latest season of "24" on DVD.

Valentine's Day

It's almost Valentine's Day around here, a day in which I rarely see the sky due to the large volume of whale-sized balloons floating above my head. I didn't mind Valentine's Day so much in high school; there lived a small hope inside me that at some point in time I too would be able to carry one of those ridiculous balloons around all day. College wasn't so bad either, because there were a large number of people just as bitter as I who encouraged the wearing of black t-shirts in observance of Single's Awareness Day. Here on the other end of both, I just want to take a pair of scissors to the balloons and explain ever so kindly to the giggly girls that the oh-so-sweet boys just wants to get in their pants. They shed a tear as the leaking balloons lay in piles around my feet. Alas, cutting devices are frowned upon in public high schools.*

Happy Valentine's Day.

*Hyperbole.

I Might, Just Might, Be Completely Screwed

I had this feeling today, the feeling I get when we're very very close to an extended break (Christmas, Spring, Summer, etc.). The feeling that there's only a little while longer until all of my pain and student-inflicted suffering will be put on hold and I can do what I really want to do (sleep). Then I realized: it's the first Tuesday after Christmas break. Thus, no long breaks for two months. Thus, I'm royally screwed.

Excuse me, I think I'll go cry now.