I'm a happy mouse

It's a happy day for Ms. Risdon when I get a new mouse. Recently at my middle school in Harlem there have been several thieveries from my desk and room. Most recently (the last Friday before Winter Break (yes it deserves to be in capitals)) my computer mouse was stolen right off the desk in the middle of the day. Since I'm only a part time teacher, and my room is actually the balcony of the High School library (which has a set of midget stairs that come up from down below) it must be a prime target for dumb high schoolers to come and do their thieving. Dumb high schoolers. I know it's them because they have left graffiti on previous occasions.

They've also booby trapped my room with duct tape (wrapped around two table legs with a 1/2 inch strip off the floor-- lovely) and robbed me of my tape dispenser (which had my NAME on it!!), my dry erase markers, stickers, my scissors, post-its, a box of 50 brand new awesome mechanical pencils that I had bought to give as gifts to students who charm me. Oh, and my pride. How screwy is that?

Well today was triumphant because I got a new mouse. I unplugged it and stashed it in a box in the depths of my room after taking this picture. If you're out there vagrant high schoolers-- you will get yours!

In other news, my roommate's a slob... (who knew you'd get a two for one on the second day?!)