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The Musical Reader: Purge
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Sunday, July 19, 2009. This post is an apt sequel to my previous, as its subject is, similarly, the state of my home. I just one minute ago, after reading chapters 8 and 9, surrendered. To my coffee table for the evening, so I'm sure you readers will forgive my opening sentence being of a rather Dickensian fashion.not that I'm presuming to be any sort of genius in the manner of Dickens). To this end, I will accomplish the following:. 3) Clear all surfaces and remove all shit except large furniture. Febru...
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reforming observer insomniac: Maybe the future is bright afterall?
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Monday, December 29, 2008. Maybe the future is bright afterall? What if they were all like this. Definitely listen to the 7 minute story to get the full effect of how great this girl is). Posted by abigail emerson. I love, "Dora has many different colors.". December 31, 2008 at 8:38 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Happy (almost) new year. Maybe the future is bright afterall? Parties and the economy. View my complete profile. Street lights and bus stops. Here, there, and beyond. Health care = fun.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: March 2010
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Monday, March 1, 2010. Today is March 1st, which means that you somehow managed to barely get through the month of February. Next year, remember this:. In February, you will undoubtedly:. Wonder why you went into teaching. Leave work feeling uninspired and uninspiring. Have forgotten that you felt the exact same way last February. Don't forget: you DO NOT like February, and February does not like you. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter.
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reforming observer insomniac: September 2008
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008. Because otherwise I'll forget. Here's my official post to track my ab contest. Posted by abigail emerson. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Because otherwise Ill forget. A personality profile I took at work told me I am a "reforming observer." My prescription for Ambien is a clear indicator of insomnia. View my complete profile. Street lights and bus stops. Here, there, and beyond. Why do they call it re-creation? Health care = fun. Afraid of the dark. Fall is the best season.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: Edina teachers fight for a fair contract
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Tuesday, January 26, 2010. Edina teachers fight for a fair contract. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. Other Blogs you should read. No Time for Stoplights. There Will Be Blog. Street Lights and Bus Stops. Edina teachers fight for a fair contract. View my complete profile. Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: Dear Rachel
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Monday, March 1, 2010. Today is March 1st, which means that you somehow managed to barely get through the month of February. Next year, remember this:. In February, you will undoubtedly:. Wonder why you went into teaching. Leave work feeling uninspired and uninspiring. Have forgotten that you felt the exact same way last February. Don't forget: you DO NOT like February, and February does not like you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Follow me on Twitter.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: February 2010
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Thursday, February 18, 2010. Yesterday afternoon, I was talking to Teaching Pal Tim about teaching all day Wednesday and then going to grad school in the evening. The difference between the actual goings-on in my classroom and the ivory tower are pretty alarming. Tim had the good idea of posting one comment from school and one element of grad school per week. Good idea, Tim. Tuesday, February 2, 2010. They'll really love me! But "cute" and "little"?
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: The Disparity
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Thursday, February 18, 2010. Yesterday afternoon, I was talking to Teaching Pal Tim about teaching all day Wednesday and then going to grad school in the evening. The difference between the actual goings-on in my classroom and the ivory tower are pretty alarming. Tim had the good idea of posting one comment from school and one element of grad school per week. Good idea, Tim. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. No Time for Stoplights.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: February 2009
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Sunday, February 1, 2009. It occurred to me tonight while watching the Super Bowl that I don't have a complete five day teaching school week for the entire month of February. Between some half-day meetings, President's Day, staff development, and jetting off to Arizona, I'd say it's shaping up to be a pretty nice month. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. Other Blogs you should read. No Time for Stoplights. There Will Be Blog.
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL: August 2009
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THE GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL. OR SOMETHING LIKE IT. Saturday, August 15, 2009. I think Jim should try this with Dakota. Monday, August 3, 2009. I'm sure you've been wanting to see some more photos of Dakota. She's 14 weeks old now. She likes to take naps on Mom's lap, sleep, dig, and play at the beach, lounge around on camp chairs, and pose for photos in the front yard. Yep The stuff that happens to us when we die. Anya: So, when you die, you come back to life as another little boy or girl, huh?
