-Once again, time for the Christmas season. Loot, Jr. High teachers' good sides, and a dabble of politics are on my main list, but there's other stuff, too. Right now, I feel like I'm pushing a large steel block in a Shopko cart with no wheels, although we all remain ever-hopeful. Jr. High has ground to a complete halt halt, except for Mr. E.(english), who will soon be boxed up and shipped off to Japan with a teacher's degree and five bucks, as he told us in class on Friday.
-Today in P.E. we started basketball, which, of course, is the high point of everyone's day. Temperatures are expected to skyrocket on Monday, with highs of over six degrees, and, needless to say, we'll all be out in force with naught but two of our bulletproof winter coats and naught but one pair of Sno-Rangers. Scandalous, as Mr. E. would say.
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Sounds like Junior High, all right. You'll be glad to know that things haven't changed in 50 years. However, I wonder what that steel block in your cart could be. As for the state of the cart, Brett and Ben can tell you whence cometh its help, should you want it. (See Uncle Nigel's blog.)
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