Spanish Student Problem. 2: Feeling ridiculous while practicing, "pu pu pu pu pu" exercises.
Gym at 8 in the morning. Stuffing myself with pasta salad at 10. Problem? *sigh*
So the writer who breeds more words than he needs, is making a chore for the reader who reads. THEODORE GEISEL ("DR. SEUSS")
Dear pile of unfolded laundry.
Stop Nagging or I'll hide you under my bed and keep you there 'till Christmas!
(And that's when it retaliated with a, "A guilty conscience needs no accuser" in a singy-songy voice. *sigh* I loathe unfolded laundry piles.)
The college board sent mailed me my SAT scores along with a bit more info. Turns out, in reading my score was 80% higher than last year's national group and 84% higher than Washington's college-bound seniors. In writing my score was 87% higher than last year's national group and 92% higher than Washington's college-bound seniors. Not that I'm bragging or anything.
Victor has been having many tummy aches for the past couple of months, and all the doctors he visits say he's perfectly healthy... so we're trying to find someone who actually helps the poor kid. For now he just doesn't eat and every once in a while when the pain strikes he walks around hunched over.
And here are two Peanut's comic strips that I found on my camera card this week. Schultz really was a master at spreading smiles, and weaving serious thoughts into his character's adventures.