Tuesday

Boy am I tired. I over-medicated myself last night for this wretched cough. I'm paying the price for using such strong cough syrup. I can barely keep my eyes open through school today. My cough is a little bit better, though.

Thanks, Teresa, for the tribute to my wardrobe assistance. You know, if you lived closer and worked at one of Virginia's numerous colleges and university as a professor, we could solve your clothing problems permanently. Just something to think about. I'm not moving to California, by the way. Its too expensive.

We've given up on discipline here at my school. I'm starting to have overtly malevolent feelings towards the principal. Our hands are tied and the kids are basically running the school. I didn't go to school for all those years (and keep going to school) to be walked on by students. Or at least, I didn't intend to get walked all over. It appears I had little choice in the matter.

Today I learned that Tussionex should be taken with caution, and you should wait at least an hour before deciding that the dose you took wasn't strong enough.