…is not good. How not good? Well, he doesn’t have to repeat sixth grade, but at his current trajectory he’ll have to repeat seventh.
And today was the fare-well thingy for the Sniglet’s kindergarten, with flowers and speeches and gifts and speeches and also some more speeches. And some talking.
Wow. Only 11:00 and already a crappy day.
Song du jour of the day: I Know It’s Over, by the Smiths. That’s my self-pity anthem, the song that is so over-the-top pathetic that I use it to remind myself to get a freaking grip already.