hate mail

heidi, adriane - i'm not sure how you did it, but i congratulate you on drawing gwen (whom you haven't met) into you "lack of blog update guilt/manipulation ring."

so i was in san diego this past weekend with the debate team. they all did really well. without going into too much detail (because it would require a very long post about debate and all it's associated rules, terms, and procedures), our team did really well. one of our debate teams got into one of the final rounds, two boys placed in two different events, and another kid got first in his event. this was a big tournament with a lot of really good schools present, so we were really excited that T.J. got first place.

i got to spend 12 hours on a bus. which is a shorter trip than the one to the state tournament last year in reno--that was nine hours. if i go to the tournament in berkeley, that'll be 11 hours. oh well.

the kids are really fun and i love getting to be a part of that team. however, because we spend so much time with these kids, we (myself and sheila, the other coach) end up learning things about them we'd rather not know. the consensus among the students is that shiela is "the mom" and i'm "the cool aunt" or "the cool older sister." i think they threw the last one in there in a hope that i'll buy them beer. of course, one student told me where he buys his alcohol because they don't card. ever. that was disappointing. two students told me about the bet they'd made about the weekend that involved one of them "scoring" while on the trip. at one point, i got a detailed lecture about which girls at our school had the best body parts, specifically buttoxes. awkward.

I'M SO EXCITED TO COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!

i had to miss school friday and today because of the trip, so that's a hassle to come home to.

i have a ridiculous amount of grading. in my next life, i'm going to be a p.e. teacher. or a rock star.

i really don't have anything to talk about. i'm trying to think of something (anything) witty to philosophize about. or a funny story. or any story. or anything. i'm completely spent. sorry. hopefully i'll think of something soon and i will stop getting hate mail from an ever-increasing number of sources.

however, if'n you're bored, check out this site: it's supremely entertaining.
www.graphjam.com

sorry this sucks. a lot.