C-5 C-6 C-7 E-I-E-I-O

I'm short tempered with no patience because My C-5, C-6, disks are officially herniated and I went for an epideural yesterday...add to this - the obvious vandalism to my car by Dr. Burns and Jesse...the ice cold clutches of the Physical Therapist, and the close-to-food poisioning I suffered this weekend, and you have ...viola...me.

I have been off since last friday. Our system made it a mini vacation so I felt as though I was having a mini vacation....WRONG! My video shows me in the best light possible...first, the computer froze...the room was too dark...I had a poltor... I mean, poultor...er ugh...puolter, aw hell...GHOST! in the back of my classroom that suspiciously favored Dr. Burns. I say this only because I heard this maniacal- stirring -around -the -caldron -laughter coming from my book case and the wolfbane. (All mispelled words are the product of severe Vicodinner).

Anyway, my only problem this week is our first golf practice round tomorrow in which we host the entire county. Our total team score for the final elimination round was a 69. 79 won state last year...I smell burmuda victory.

Love to all.