Thanks to Trista and this website, one of two things will probably happen in the very near future. One, I may lose my job because I spent the day making South Park versions of all my colleagues, some of which were not very nice. Not only was I completely void of productivity (cut me some slack, I have a student teacher so I wasn’t neglecting my students or anything), but I was also quite unkind and more than a little tempted to anonymously post my creations around faculty areas with little signs reading, “Can you guess who I am?” And two, it’s a definite possibility that an intervention will soon be necessary. Given the addictive nature of the activity–and if you haven’t tried it you should, I don’t like to be alone in my addiction–I will have exhausted my friends, family and coworkers by midday tomorrow and will require a 12-step program to avoid the inevitable next step: South Park versions of famous people.
On the bright side, however, I’ll have lots of nice pictures to cover the fingernail marks and food stains on the walls of my isolation cell. Like this one: