Yarr, standardized tests.

It's MCAS week, kids. While this is nothing but torture for my student, I'm enjoying and extra hour of sleep and rolling in, coffee in hand, at 9:30. Life is good. Or, it would be if my knee wasn't a clicking, grind mess of stupid. Today was still better than Monday, where I started my morning off by stepping in dog poop.

I could have taken tomorrow off, but I opted to go in and help out the Boss Lady. Better than sitting around the house, twiddling my thumbs. At least if I'm at school, I'm obligated to do work on my resume or my website or something.

My appetite has been the pits lately. I've been queasy nearly all day and I just don't feel like eating. Today, I had a piece of bread with peanut butter and agave nectar (Thanks for the recommendation, Jane! It's awesome), a cup of plum lavender honey yoghurt for lunch, and 1/4 of a chicken salad sandwich and 1/2 a cup of soup. I feel like I ate a seven course meal. Before, I was ravenous all the time and now, nothing. I will never understand my body. I supposed I wanted to lose some weight, though.

Nothing much beyond that. No call on the summer job yet. I bought a very cute Mossimo circle skirt and a very 30s looking brown dress at Target yesterday after we went to get a script for Steven's tooth.

And now, I'm off to sleep since my typing abilities have degraded to the point where I would have fewer errors if I sat my ass down on the keyboard.

What's new with you, intartoobz?

Also, would anyone be interested in doing a music mix exchange? A la old mix tapes/CDs?