Well, I don't know why, but my brain raced me awake with visions of yearbook this morning at 3:00. Well, Elvis the cat first woke me up by kissing me passionately first, but the yearbook thoughts followed closely thereafter.
I need help. I already receive mental help. I have previously declared on these blog pages that I need a paraprofessional in my classroom to help. I think I'm going to ask for one. Will somebody make me do that?
Got to back up the templates and the pages and the photos and the graphics. Crap. Got to get a damn life. Seriously.
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