Nobody puts the Academic Husband in a corner...

So, the AH's substitute teaching position today?

Dance.

I've been making fun of him since he got the call. Of course, teaching dance for him has turned into letting both classes watch Step Up (which means he has to watch it twice), but still. Poor, poor Lutheran boy, teaching dance. I'm gonna get a LOT of mileage out of this one, I tell ya.

In other news, I'm officially on the on call list for the school district as secretarial relief. And I just got my first posting--a whole week of working in an elementary school library for half a day, each day. I guess I really am going to need to go out tomorrow and buy a pair of shoes. Damn.

I'm still waiting to hear back about the actual job I interviewed for, but they said it would be awhile before I heard back one way or another, so I'm trying to be patient. But in the meantime, sorting books and helping little kids check them out? Sounds good to me, dude.

My mom and I are going on a massive trip to Superstore tonight to build up stuff in my kitchen, which should be totally awesome in that I will then have FOOD. Which probably means I should finish organizing the kitchen-ack!

Two more days until I have internet at my house again. Believe me--I'm counting.

TEASER: Heroes/Firefly AR by ashinae & <lj site="livejournal.co

So, I've mentioned once or twice that Ash and I have been puttering away on a Heroes/Firefly alternate reality 'verse (and when I say puttering, I mean, well... there's a reason why Ash keeps calling us the wordy bitches). This is just a hint of what we've gotten to give a taste of where we're going.

( Being able to fly wasn't really all that great... )

Okay, so I'm a little bit coffee shop challenged.

So, tonight, I thought I'd be Clever. I was tired of unpacking, tired of showing up at my inlaws with laptop in hand like some kind of modern Oliver Twist, going 'please, may I have some internet?', so I'd go to *shudder* Starbucks. They have wee signs on the door saying 'hotspot', which I take to mean that you come in and they have internet and in exchange for a cup of something overpriced and overflavored (I don't drink coffee in any form, yes, I'm a freak) you get to fuck around on the internet for awhile.

Well, of course not. That's not exactly how it works. You can do all that, sure, but you have to pay. By the hour, by the day, or you can charge it to your mobile phone. I suppose I should have known all this, but I am, as I said, coffee shop challenged. Sigh. So now I have a cup of soy hot chocolate (don't tell me soy tastes just the same as milk--I don't even like milk at the best of times (allergic) but this shit is VILE), and the world's most tasteless rice krispee square ever, and one hour of paid time to muck about with.

I think tomorrow I might just go back to being Oliver Twist.