More like Substi-suck.

Most of my afternoon has been thinking about one of two things:

(1) What to do for 4th of July

and

(2) What to request at shout house tonight (besides the 'and it's nice...and it's nice' dance and the ice pick)

(and I won't actually request it because I prefer to save my money and criticize others' requests)

(and I'll see you there. ? Ok, great!)

In other news the suckiest of suck spin substitutes taught my spinning class last night. They seriously pulled her out of working at a Hallmark store or something and suggested she teach because she would be better off suggesting which graduation card to buy (which I could have used the other night after spending 15 minutes picking one out) than teaching this class.

Let me tell you why:
(a) We couldn't hear her
(b) She questioned her teaching..asking us what we would rather do. Which never got a response because no one could hear her. (reprecutions of spring semester 2007, still. the qtip.)
(c) She was off beat..
(d) to her JAZZ music..who spins to jazz music? well, I suppose it's a step up from the Lord of the Rings soundtrack that what's his face put on at EP. But still. bad choice. and
(e) she critiqued us on form..REALLY? it's biking. it is not necessary to point out whose elbows look locked and whose hips aren't back far enough. To an extent yes, teachers should correct. But let's not take breaks and make the older ladies feel bad enough that they walk out. without wiping their bike I might add.
(f) out of the 20 some people who showed up, I was one of EIGHT that lasted the enitre hour.

I only stayed out of guilt and sympathy for how bad she was.

My mom loves my tender heart.