Summer School
Jun. 25th, 2003 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xp_whitequeenThis is my first week with a full and proper teaching schedule in slightly over a year. I must say, it is good to feel the thwack of the wooden ruler against my hand again, and the smell of chalk dust is almost an aphrodisiac. For the love of learning, of course.
Oh, the party on Saturday. My friend the black hag was, unhappily, quite well - but I will admit that she knows how to entertain. I must say, Sarah, Alex and Jono were excellently behaved, and quite the eye-catchers, too. If there were ever an opening for an Emma Frost-led X-team - a sort of chic, edgy alternative to the usual charming boyscout brigade, for when saving the world requires fewer morality lectures, a little more attitude, and backsides that don't look quite so enormous in tight black leather - I think I'd know where to turn. Of course, my upstanding colleagues would never entertain such an idea, those dear hearts, and I quite understand, but it amuses me to imagine it.
But if it ever does happen; John, if you're reading this, you know I'll always have an opening for you, dear. Maybe you should send your New World Order back to the kitchen and ask for something a little less overcooked.
Oh, the party on Saturday. My friend the black hag was, unhappily, quite well - but I will admit that she knows how to entertain. I must say, Sarah, Alex and Jono were excellently behaved, and quite the eye-catchers, too. If there were ever an opening for an Emma Frost-led X-team - a sort of chic, edgy alternative to the usual charming boyscout brigade, for when saving the world requires fewer morality lectures, a little more attitude, and backsides that don't look quite so enormous in tight black leather - I think I'd know where to turn. Of course, my upstanding colleagues would never entertain such an idea, those dear hearts, and I quite understand, but it amuses me to imagine it.
But if it ever does happen; John, if you're reading this, you know I'll always have an opening for you, dear. Maybe you should send your New World Order back to the kitchen and ask for something a little less overcooked.
