I feel like a workaholic. Why can't I be some fun kind of aholic?

There is no pleasure in grading poorly written reserch papers, cover letters, resumes, essays, summeries, outlines and other stuff. Ok, there is some pleasure when they write something funny, but nothing funny has come up in a long time.

People who don't listen to directions should fail.

FAIL!

Now I know why old teachers were always so crabby.

While I'm still in love with tomatoes- I am also now fascinated with Giant Squid- aka Kraken!

A quote I found while researching:

"The male giant squid has to use a puny 15-gram brain to coordinate 150 kilograms of weight, 10 metres of length and a 1.5-metre-long penis... He physically plunges this penis into the female's arms, which are rather unfortunately right next to her beak. Because he is coordinating so much with so little, I think occasionally bits get chewed off when they inadvertently get too close to the beak."

And now I will go watch Pirates of the Caribbean 2

Oh yeah- and angler fish too! Saw an interesting picture of a blob fish while researching that- would you believe I have a knitting pattern for a tomato, an angler fish (with or without parasitic
male) and a kraken all in one book?

Knitting can be so educational.

Utter update: On the vocabulary test studens had to write a sentence using some word- Utter:
She uttered the secret that Mike only has one testicle.
Well yes, I suppose you can use it in that sentence . . .

I'm having an allergic reaction- I think. I'm itchy all over. I didn't know if it is allergies, dry skin or nerves. I put on lotion and took some benadryl. Now I smell good and I'm a little loopy, but I don't itch any more.

It seems I've been feeling exceptionally British lately. I've been eating grilled tomatoes and baked beans in combo- which is what I was served several times for breakfast abroad.

I bought these jello pudding singles at the 99c store the other day. Fascinating . . . there is something fundamentally against nature and inexpressibly wrong about them, and yet they are also delicious and greatly intriguing!

Pudding singles

I have a moth infestation- that is not cool with me. It's like they appear out of nowhere! I kill at least two every day! That may not seem like alot, but when's the last time any of you have killed two moths a day in your house/apartment? FOR MONTHS! (This question only applies to people who do not live in the 3rd world) What the heck? What are they doing? Why are they plaguing me!? Where do they come from? What do they WANT!? I feel like a crazy person following them around trying to smack them down. (The are surprisingly agile and hardy.)

I had a car infested with sugar ants once. It was awful, but only lasted for about an hour, a very important hour- While I can swear it really happened, all the facts seem to point to a nervous imagination at work during a driving test.

I had a class room infested with gnats once. It was like teaching in a psycho ward. It was a dimly lit room, so standing in the front I couldn't see the gnats, but the students were all out there swatting at the air and smacking the desks with zeal. Once I figured out what was going on it was less disconcerting, but still- it's hard to stay on track in that kind of bedlam.

With review like this, I have no choice but to buy this book:
"If you like crocheting food, you won't be disappointed with this book."

I guess I like crocheting food, (seems more disturbing when I actually put it in print) but heck this would just be an awesome coffee table book!