this isn't exactly an appropriate post to follow the one i did yesterday about war. but it must be shared. while i was teaching my last period today i noticed the kids seemed a little whispery and giggly about something secretive. i got the impression it had to do with me - like i had something on my shirt or in my hair. well, i just now discovered (an hour after they're gone) that my zipper was down. ugh. sometimes my life is really really a tragedy.