“his tongue no longer feels gross”

Or "Above the waist you can do whatever you want"

What's better then you're bored and don't want to plan your lessons on a Thursday night in Leland?

I was struggling to sit down at the computer and crank out a worksheet or two, when I heard a sonorous voice in the office. Anna was sitting at her computer (not working, gmail chatting) as Ryan leaned against the doorframe, reading from a small book - "We were in the passenger seat, and his hands were on my lower back..." Ryan had found a journal of a high school girl in Indianola, from about 10 years ago, and was reading to us. It chronicled Kathy's relationship with Jason, from their early days when she was too afraid to hug him, to the point where his tongue no longer felt gross and beyond. At one point, we stopped, thinking they had finally done it, but realized, to our relief, that she had been writing about one of her friends. By the time the journal ends, she and Jason have been dating for over a year. On the last page, she tells us that she is still too scared to do it but really wants to, leaving us in unbearable suspense. Will she and Jason do it? We'll never know. Unless we decide to call one of the phone numbers in the back.

And then I blogged.