not a huge comic book fan. the comics i tended to like were the ones that almost killed the industry in the mid 50s...on with the show.
so number five was a bit, underwhelming shall we say. not sure why but it was probably a combination of things. hoping today is better.
steve - whose opinion I value highly - is in this morning, as is el jefe - who probably has a better handle on the kids than steve but whose opinion i take with a large salt lick. hoping for an administrator fly-by, we'll see.
don't know why this one seems so much more important than the others, i guess it's a chance to redeem myself for last year. i've had a good run at fms and I don't want another does not meet standards hanging over my head.
still no columbine - the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. the weekend holds the return of the traditional menchey's run for a sight-reading piece and the usual destressing about the performance next wednesday night. trying to find my family again would also be a plus.
the journey, the numbers, the self-assessment, what's it all about uggy?
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