Dinner.

May 25, 2005 22:01


It has been hours since my dinner with Jane Austen.  Hours which I have spent cleaning and washing dishes, since I do not believe a dirty home becomes me.  I have quite an amount of opinions as to the occurrences of the evening, and I will make some of these known, while others shall remain rather obscure, as I divulge what I wish, when I wish.

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playful_jane May 26 2005, 05:23:24 UTC
I honestly don't know where these horrid teachers get off, giving us so much homework when we obviously have lives to be living! It's extremely arrogant of them.

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howie_lovie May 26 2005, 05:25:13 UTC
Well, they are teachers, you know. They can't be faulted for doing their jobs.

We can always simply not do homework.

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playful_jane May 26 2005, 05:27:18 UTC
Yes, but then we might develop some sort of horrible guilt complex which will plague us as we get older and tear our mental health to shreds. I suggest some teachers (*coughRobertscough*) are too enthusiastic about their jobs and ought to hold back a bit.

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howie_lovie May 26 2005, 05:34:50 UTC
You think too much of us, Jane. That we would feel guilty for not doing homework is preposterous.

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