Einstein’s Tongue–Sandwich, Please?
Note from a grandmother: there’s nothing quite like a crabby teenager, especially one who admits he’s crabby.
Considering that it is currently noon as I write this, and I haven’t had lunch yet, I’m a bit cranky. So I’ll do my best to minimize contact with you, dear reader, and let you find more positive things to enjoy in your computer life.
This was supposed to be verse two of a million, but very unfortunately time was constrained in a tiny little cell with nothing to nibble except its toes. I’ll get to the points:
1. Math test on probablities.
2. English paper on a Mumphrey essay.
3. Rhetoric paper on comparisons.
4. World History quiz on the Industrial Revolution.
5. Cross-country training.
6. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
7. Et cetera.
Wish you had this kind of life. It’s all fun and games until a teenager loses their time; then we decide to make everyone else’s life negative by complaining how terribly we’re treated. Here, let me infect you with some of my pessimistic energy. I know and you know, dear reader, how much it will complete and encircle your life. Surly days from Cyberhomme.
Second note from a grandmother:Â it’s a well-known fact that the best part about being a grandparent is that you can enjoy them and do cool stuff with them…and then send them home.
April 9, 2010
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