holy mother of pizza

I am hurtin' today. Some ungodly thing has taken tight hold on my uterus and is chewing on my ovaries. Back to bed for me!

But before I go, I just have to say: my favorite thing lately is to have a band director's eyes light up when I walk into the room, followed by them rushing up to me and asking, "do you have room for more students?"

Oh fuck yeah. Lots of room.

I'm doing the "I have three more students" dance right now. After which I will double over in agony.

Laters, gators.