All of the rest and relaxation I accumulated during vacation was squashed in about the first hour of my not-so-triumphant return to work today.

I was sworn at by a seventh grader (This isn't bad in and of itself, just the tip of an already huge iceberg). I was ignored by the rest. There were no lesson plans, not that they'd have done them anyway. Then the parent of the swearing child accused me of lying.

Why the **** would I lie about that? Like I had to make up stories about that classroom and the kids in it. Like I wouldn't be leaving at the end of the day and making sure I never set foot there again.

In short, this was the Worst Day Ever. It's like I never even had a vacation.

listening to: PJ Harvey
in my sink: I don't know. I'm guessing dishes. When I try to look all I see is red.