1 less-lousy kid

Yeah, only one kid showed up last night, instead of the 7 who promised they would. He was cool, though: we talked about the Beastie Boys and baseball, and he left with Monster. Giving up on this program, however, has given me the time and energy to focus on the next couple things I've got planned: a winter reading program involving pizza and the Best Books for YAs--2005 list and an anime party I made a kick-ass flyer for, despite the fact (as a note from my supervisor told me) that I really should probably not do that sort of thing, as we have a specific PR/Community Relations person. Who, incidentally, OK'ed me making my own shit in my first week, which is when I made sure to ask her. She's also helping me with the winter reading thing, so it all evens out. And the fewer kids show up, the more cookies the staff gets to eat.
I've been trying to force Blue Monday: In Between Days on kids. We'll see how it goes.
I went to Wal-Mart this morning (I didn't have to work because I was making up for the 12-hour Monday) and got a computer desk, some coat hooks, and file folders, which are hopefully going to be the beginnings of Jessy's Beautifully Organized Random Images Library. Hey, I may still not have a couch, but it's a start to being a real girl, right? And once I own a couch, I can no longer sing the Halo Bender's "Will Work For Food" with quite as much accuracy. I'm living it up while I can. (That is the right song, no?)
There seem to be a lot of kids wearing anti-drug t-shirts in today. Must have been something at one of the schools.
And the girl at the table in front of my desk has a kick-ass Lisa Frank TrapperKeeper-looking thing! It's got horses! Damn, I love Lisa Frank.
Other things I love: Ghostwriter. I wish I had cable, so I could keep up with Hector's gay Philly exploits on The Real World. And, yes, I'm well aware that his real name is Willie. It's just so great that he's shown up on MTV. The only thing better would be for Gabby to show up on, like, Passions or the OC.
So here's something I've been wondering about lately: when did everyone decide that the pronunciation is no longer "neanderthal", it's "neanderTALL"? It just seemed so sudden, and, believe me, I'm nerdy enough to have known if there was a press release about how we're supposed to say the word. It does, after all, involve two of my favorite things: words and cave men. The whole thing smacks of Andrea Zuckerman to me. Are neanderthals nothing more than the poor, less-cute, smart, Jewgirl who lies about living with her grandmother to attend the good high school of paleoanthropology?
The Blogger spellcheck wanted me to replace "Jewgirl" with "cowgirl". Yee-ha!