Every time I go to a busy public place, I run into the same problem. Part of the issue is my pathetic bladder, which, since it no longer has a uterus to prop it up, tends to complain if it isn’t emptied way too many times a day. It’s rather like using a waterglass for…
Category: Simply Not Cool
Emergency at Work
I dialed the school equivalent of 911 from my desk yesterday. Actually, I dialed 300, which linked me up to the main receptionist. I needed first aid, and calling my favourite redhead in the front office was my only hope. If today’s post sounds overly dramatic, it’s probably because I am so relieved the diploma…
Blue Speckled Pup 