Bathroom Humor

So the other day I was on my way to the teacher's lounge area to use the bathroom. It's a tiny place with one urinal and one stall, but I prefer it to where the hundreds upon hundreds of student do their business. I sung the door open to find the stall occupied. "Drat. That was the whole reason I came here."

When somebody is in the bathroom, I'd just as soon never know who it is. But before I could leave, a fellow teacher flushed and emerged. He didn't say anything at first, but something wanted out. There was a tension, like something was about to burst.

"Had a kid coughin' in class, and I thought, 'Great, I'm gonna catch something.' Diarrhea. And right before break, too."

Thanks, I wanted to know.

He washed his hands and grumbled his way out the door. The stall was open now, but I decided that I could wait and not use the facility that had just but butt-burped in.

Not Being Sick

Yesterday, I thought I was getting sick, but it turned out to be just a headache and a foggy noggin. I was kind of disappointed. Being the last day of normal classes for this semester, I would have loved to not be around for it. Alas.

Stupid health...

Colonel Pickering and the X-Men

Over the weekend, I went to Colorado to see my youngest brother perform in My Fair Lady. It was awesome. He not only did a great job, but did all he could to steal the show. And steal it he did. The thing that threw me off was that a lot of his antics were not cleared with the play's director. Gutsy. But for this show, it worked well. The best part, is that he dedicated his performance to my other brothers and me.

However, the good times were slowed as I was battling a cold for most of the weekend. Grr. It's still hanging on, but I hope to be rid of it by tomorrow. If not, then life will be quite irritating.

Wrath of the Lich King looks awesome, but I have yet to really play it. I got on last night expecting more people online, but was all alone. So I dropped it and moved on to my newest obsession: X-Men the animated series. This gem of the mid-nineties has been great entertainment and fed my nerd-hunger for many hours last night. So good.

Ah, to be Young...and Sick.

So I'm home from work today, sick as a duck in a sewer (I don't know. Don't ask.). It's really irritating, and not much fun at all. And I wonder, I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder when it stopped being awesome to stay home sick.

I used to try to stay home a lot when I was a kid, and my Mom was pretty balanced about how often and for how long I should stay home. Now it just blows like a tire pump (seriously, what's with my similes today?).

Anyhow, I might load more stuff onto my Deviant Art page and get some grading done, but grr. Life is like a box of Peeps. I hate Peeps.