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azurelunatic) wrote2003-08-12 12:57 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2003-08-12 12:57 pm
*giggle* Fun!
I got hailed by Mr. Prez and I spent some time hanging out with him and his friends. If they think Draftz is stressful, hope to gods they never have Erbe.
Mr. Prez and his fag-hag and Mr. Secretary decided that random D&D guy and I were looking like we might be a good couple. I picked up on the telepathic vibe and displayed my star and said, "Taken!"
Good fun, yes. And Mr. Prez has a habit of saying things that would be so absolutely appalling if he weren't so cute. He has impeccable timing, too. "This one time at band camp, I stuck my flute up my pussy. ... My cat was sore for a week." And worse.
Mr. Prez is not, in fact, 17; when he said he had a bottle of vodka at home, I boggled at him with "Are you old enough for that?" He, in fact, was; had just turned 21 some while ago. I guessed Mr. Secretary's age dead-on at 19 (I'm getting better at this...)So now I don't feel like such of a dirty old woman for ogling teenagers. It's nice to have friends who are at least somewhat in my age group.
Bad me decided to not fry my brains in Lit today. I will most assuredly pay later.
I pick up the Little Fayoumis in a while, and then we head for my DBA class. I think he will probably be a little tired and grouchy. Hopefully he won't have behaved badly...
Evidently this new teacher is a bit of a disciplinarian. Strict. This is good; Little Fayoumis really needs to be called on every little thing until he learns that he can't get away with it and will stop doing it. Otherwise he figures it's free time to be a brat, and goes ahead and does so, and then when you do call him on it, cries and thinks it very unfair.
Mr. Prez and his fag-hag and Mr. Secretary decided that random D&D guy and I were looking like we might be a good couple. I picked up on the telepathic vibe and displayed my star and said, "Taken!"
Good fun, yes. And Mr. Prez has a habit of saying things that would be so absolutely appalling if he weren't so cute. He has impeccable timing, too. "This one time at band camp, I stuck my flute up my pussy. ... My cat was sore for a week." And worse.
Mr. Prez is not, in fact, 17; when he said he had a bottle of vodka at home, I boggled at him with "Are you old enough for that?" He, in fact, was; had just turned 21 some while ago. I guessed Mr. Secretary's age dead-on at 19 (I'm getting better at this...)
Bad me decided to not fry my brains in Lit today. I will most assuredly pay later.
I pick up the Little Fayoumis in a while, and then we head for my DBA class. I think he will probably be a little tired and grouchy. Hopefully he won't have behaved badly...
Evidently this new teacher is a bit of a disciplinarian. Strict. This is good; Little Fayoumis really needs to be called on every little thing until he learns that he can't get away with it and will stop doing it. Otherwise he figures it's free time to be a brat, and goes ahead and does so, and then when you do call him on it, cries and thinks it very unfair.