A Debatable Day

[copied from dland]

Today was the day of the annual Debate Tournament that our school hosts, which means we were descended upon by rude and arrogant children from six or seven other schools. As always, our own students were lovely and polite and nicely behaved. The visitors and their faculty advisors are always awful, and it's traditional to use the school library as the headquarters for all the roaming debaters, so there we were. The only good thing is that because the new library is a bit more spread out, they weren't right on top of my desk. But annoying just the same. Two of them were actually picked up by our school security guards for breaking some rather significant rules, not to mention a law. The noise, most of the time, was, if you'll pardon the expression, deafening. (They don't debate in the library, just use it as their base of operations.)

In other news, K is, as I type, on the train bound for DC. YAY! I know she'll have a great weekend, and I'm very glad that nothing got in the way of her going this time. And ...

when I got home, it took me minutes ... minutes! to tidy up the general chaos that follows her around the house. She left stuff everywhere, as she does. Opened mail on the kitchen table. The plastic ring off her Snapple caps, there were three of them on the coffee table. Et cetera. She's a lovely girl, but she lacks the gene that tells you when it's time to pick up the clutter. I myself didn't develop it until I was about 19, and R at the same age, but K is 23, so I guess this may be a permanent thing for her. Ah well.

And I'm off in a few minutes to have dinner with the Chum and the Other Chai. The latter of whom is so odd, really. As I was leaving her company at the end of lunch today, I reminded her "5.30, Applebee's" and she said to the person sitting next to her, someone new that the Chum doesn't even know, "Oh, we're going out to dinner, wanna come?" Uh ... This is supposed to be a rare get-together for 30+ year friends. I'm sure the girl declined, but wasn't that weird? Anyway, it's the Chum and I who are having dinner and invited the Other Chai to join us. Which makes it even weirder.

Okay, time to post and go.

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