It's snowing here, dear hearts, and there is no heat in the school, for the foreseeable future.
This is good because I get to wear all my fabulous knitted sweaters, and also the "Fetching" fingerless mitts I knitted for myself.
This is bad because... well, because it is snowing.
Yesterday I heard the best conversation among a group of grade nine girls. It went a little something like this:
Girl the First: Did you go out with him? He is so hot!!!
Girl the Second: (giggling) No, I didn't go out with him... but Girl the Third did!
Girl the Third (giggling): Only once!
Girl the First: No! It was more like three times! And he's so hot!
Girl the Third: I know!!! But we only went out, like, twice!!
Girl the Second: You know who else is hot? Boy the First!
Girls first and third: Oh my god! He is so hot!!!
[Things continue in this vein for a few more minutes, after which a short silence falls upon the group. It is broken by this:]
Girl the First: You know what would be cool? A slide that went, like, from your bedroom, to, like, the kitchen.
Girls second and third: Oh my god! That would be so cool!
Say what you will about teaching junior high: I never overheard anything that hilarious when I was working for White Rednecks Inc. I love my job, mittens and all.