Yeah, one of those. I’ve only uncurled from my nest to let the world know I’m alive. Then back to it.
Grading. Hell.
Pharyngula
Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
Yeah, one of those. I’ve only uncurled from my nest to let the world know I’m alive. Then back to it.
Grading. Hell.
Not waving, drowning?
I cooked my first meal because Mom had tests to grade. Essay questions in 80 page composition book. I was 12, it was Chef Boy R De ravioli. It was 1966.
It was a day, lean back, put your feet up,