workin late

want to go hooooooome.  still at work.  it's late.  will be here much later.  i want to go home.  blaaaaaaaaaah.  i want to be done with the work i have for tomorrow.  and this week.  it's a stressful week.  i want it to be next week and for it all to have gone well and for me to be done with it.  that would be awesome.  instead it's monday.  i have a halloween class to prepare materials for for tomorrow - monster drawing i think, with like twister spinners for parts of the body and dice for numbers of arms and legs, and practicing "i have ## _____s" with pictures of your partner.  I have three heads, I have ten eyes, etc. I have four chins, which will be hysterical because "chin" means "penis" in japanese if you say it with a cartoon mexican accent.  "Cheen."  If this were the states in a foreign language class and i had just told them that the name of part of their face is an interlinguistic homonym for male genetalia, you'd be sure that one of my kids would be bound to end up with four giant penises drawn sprouting at every angle from his head, but as it is i think they'll just giggle a lot and the teacher will look vaguely scandalized and i'll feign utter ignorance, the one impenetrable redoubt against the idiosyncrasies of teaching here.