the downside: my flat smells life something died in a pan on the stove and then some idiot turned the stove on.
the upside: i can pretend like i'm a cultured yuppie living in some cultured area (lie yarraville or seddon) cos some crazy ethnic is playing crazy ethnic music.

ps. spore, nobody noticed you crafy escape from the school and s.cru, sam did all the heavy rostrum and piano ends lifting, soo your mad skillz were not needed and all is sweet. sm wan't there either.

pps. samuel, nobody cares that you can left heavy things because of you testicles and their testosterone

ppps. one of the yr9s is a vegan (i believe) and thinks skittles are vegan - silly!
which raises a giganormous moral dilema, do i tell her they are not and appear patronising, or did do i not tell her and she feels bad when she finds out she's been eating non-vegan things and telling everybody that such things are vegan. oh, the dilema, if only Gary Francione had written something on the subject.

pppps. apparently over at MHS, sarah is considered the 'hot macrob teacher'