Some conversations. Early-morning transcriptions rule.
Me: “Did you have fun with Popo today?”
Connor: “Yeah! I played outside!”
Me: “You played outside! Did it rock?”
C: “NO! The kitty pooped on my grass.”
Me: “This class is just so dumb. Read the definitions! Copy the definitions! Sit in class while definitions are read aloud to you! Circle the definitions on the outline!”
Michael: “It sounds boring.”
Me: “It is! I mean, I payed $105 for Psych 204, and instead I got…”
Michael: “… Definitions 101?”
Good-fucking-night, LJ. If I post again within the next six hours, I expect one of you stalkers to aim for my jugular.