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Saturday, September 09, 2006
Friday, September 08, 2006
no sex on friday nights
this is perhaps the truest thing taught to me at kent state. friday = no energy = curl up in your comfy chair and turn into a vegetable, preferably something of the rutabaga variety. i toyed briefly with heading to mount vernon this evening, crashing at steve's before the drama alumni meeting tomorrow. i nixed this idea because, one, i hadn't asked steve if it was ok and two, i had an encroaching pile of laundry needing to be dealt with. which is what i'm doing now as i type this.
ah, the glamorous life.
first week of school (well, the first three-day weekend, since we've only been in session for three days) went well. classes are decent, though i'm already sensing where my troublemakers are and which classes could get a bit chaotic. will deal with that when i put together their permanent assigned seats next week. quite the eventful week, what with the flat tire and the getting the wheel fixed and getting a new tire and open house last night and test today and a stack full of essays to grade sometime this weekend and the trip to mvnwhatever this weekend. and the grand desire to sleep away the weekend.
for those keeping track, no, i have yet to pull the trigger on the whole eharmony thing. figured this week would be a bad time to start. and i know it makes me sound cheap, but the whole paying thing has me conflicted. i'll get over it - no pay no gain, right? and i'm wanting to overhaul my profile (again). not enough humor there - far too serious. was warned to watch out for humor but i'm realizing it will help paint a truer picture of me. i think. at least it may weed out some of the uberchristians i've been drawing. have i told you lately that i hate this?
can you tell the week has taken its toll? my thoughts are kittens scattered about, refusing to be wrangled.
steelers won. this makes me happy, though it brought out the smack talkers at school today. not sure how you can talk smack when your team hasn't even played yet, but oh well. i guess when your team has sucked as long as the (insert your favorite ohio nfl team here) you take your shots where you can get them.
nothing deep inside of me tonight, at least nothing rising to the surface.
off to watch more newsradio - brilliant, brilliant show. so glad i splurged - the laughs do me good.
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Tunes: grant lee buffalo - arousing thunder
ah, the glamorous life.
first week of school (well, the first three-day weekend, since we've only been in session for three days) went well. classes are decent, though i'm already sensing where my troublemakers are and which classes could get a bit chaotic. will deal with that when i put together their permanent assigned seats next week. quite the eventful week, what with the flat tire and the getting the wheel fixed and getting a new tire and open house last night and test today and a stack full of essays to grade sometime this weekend and the trip to mvnwhatever this weekend. and the grand desire to sleep away the weekend.
for those keeping track, no, i have yet to pull the trigger on the whole eharmony thing. figured this week would be a bad time to start. and i know it makes me sound cheap, but the whole paying thing has me conflicted. i'll get over it - no pay no gain, right? and i'm wanting to overhaul my profile (again). not enough humor there - far too serious. was warned to watch out for humor but i'm realizing it will help paint a truer picture of me. i think. at least it may weed out some of the uberchristians i've been drawing. have i told you lately that i hate this?
can you tell the week has taken its toll? my thoughts are kittens scattered about, refusing to be wrangled.
steelers won. this makes me happy, though it brought out the smack talkers at school today. not sure how you can talk smack when your team hasn't even played yet, but oh well. i guess when your team has sucked as long as the (insert your favorite ohio nfl team here) you take your shots where you can get them.
nothing deep inside of me tonight, at least nothing rising to the surface.
off to watch more newsradio - brilliant, brilliant show. so glad i splurged - the laughs do me good.
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Tunes: grant lee buffalo - arousing thunder
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
this is the way the school year starts
thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump
now: twenty minutes before the first day of school starts and i'm sitting at a bp station off pfeiffer with lorelai jacked up and me waiting for someone to help me get the wheel off. and yes, i know how to change a flat, but the wheel is wedged on, undoubtedly by the same curb that bent it in the first place. wish i had realized it was so bad before trying fix a flat. or paying for air. it's the little things that will drive a man mad.
hopefully they'll get here in time for me to make my first class. thankfully we have homeroom first thing and i have first bell plan, so i should make it. of course, i'd planned on arriving early and making sure everything was set up. should have stayed longer yesterday. so much for instilling a sense of order to my classroom. so much for looking professional. so much frustration for this early in the morning.
but honestly, i'm not really freaking out. i mean, there's nothing i can do about it now other than wait. and i'll get there eventually, just not the way i'd envisioned.
house church went well last night - just the novotnis and me, but we had an excellent conversation about expectations, what we wanted/needed from the group. we'll probably end up calling it tuesday house church, mostly because we like the initials (though tilden already exists i suppose....)
ah, the truck is here. more later.
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Tunes: the sheds - unbaited hooks
now: twenty minutes before the first day of school starts and i'm sitting at a bp station off pfeiffer with lorelai jacked up and me waiting for someone to help me get the wheel off. and yes, i know how to change a flat, but the wheel is wedged on, undoubtedly by the same curb that bent it in the first place. wish i had realized it was so bad before trying fix a flat. or paying for air. it's the little things that will drive a man mad.
hopefully they'll get here in time for me to make my first class. thankfully we have homeroom first thing and i have first bell plan, so i should make it. of course, i'd planned on arriving early and making sure everything was set up. should have stayed longer yesterday. so much for instilling a sense of order to my classroom. so much for looking professional. so much frustration for this early in the morning.
but honestly, i'm not really freaking out. i mean, there's nothing i can do about it now other than wait. and i'll get there eventually, just not the way i'd envisioned.
house church went well last night - just the novotnis and me, but we had an excellent conversation about expectations, what we wanted/needed from the group. we'll probably end up calling it tuesday house church, mostly because we like the initials (though tilden already exists i suppose....)
ah, the truck is here. more later.
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Tunes: the sheds - unbaited hooks
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
this is ridiculous
please note the time of this post and realize that my alarm is going off at 5:30 this morning.
why does my body hate me so?
or is my brain the hater here?
welcome to autumn - for once the weather checked the calendar and as we shifted from august to september, the temperature dropped and everything took on the flavor of fall. excellent. made the camping for gratis fest a bit tricky, but over all an amazing weekend. a full report will have to wait for another time as i don't want to write until i'm sure i can do it justice. and the (hopefully) minutes before i fall asleep are not it.
found an email from a parent in my school account, forwarded from one of the counselors. he doesn't feel tuesdays with morrie to be an appropriate book for his daughter to read. and the reason broke my heart - her mom died this summer. i cannot imagine dealing with that at sixteen. i cannot imagine dealing with it at any age. so i'm racking my brain for an alternate read for her, but all i can think is that maybe she should read the book. i understand the father's concern and i'm not going to force her to read it given the circumstances. but rereading it tonight i could see it helping her deal with her loss, figure out some of the questions raised with these recent events. as much as the book is looked down in some circles, the lessons and the story contained inside are inspirational. and while it may not be "great literature" (whatever that means), it does raise the important questions of life, the ones we should focus on, the ones we in education sometimes do all we can to avoid. sure, it's a bit schmaltzy at times. but then so is life. and as i grow (older? wiser?), i think i want to err on the side of schmaltz.
dang it all. this isn't putting me to sleep. figures.
great dinner with the novotnis, ferrells, oster/ogles, gina and various random vc people. intelligent conversation, tasty grilled meats and a golden sunset perfectly ending the evening and the summer. steve and i talked about bit about house church and what we'd like to see and i'm curious to see what God does. they're not long for this particular space, their hearts searching for God's next adventure in their lives. and me, i'm sending down deep roots, desiring this place to be a part of my life for a long time. tensions. but good ones, methinks.
ok, i need to go at least pretend like i'm sleeping. then maybe the real thing will sneak up on me. tomorrow's work day is going to be a l-o-n-g one with no sleep....
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Tunes: big star - life is white
why does my body hate me so?
or is my brain the hater here?
welcome to autumn - for once the weather checked the calendar and as we shifted from august to september, the temperature dropped and everything took on the flavor of fall. excellent. made the camping for gratis fest a bit tricky, but over all an amazing weekend. a full report will have to wait for another time as i don't want to write until i'm sure i can do it justice. and the (hopefully) minutes before i fall asleep are not it.
found an email from a parent in my school account, forwarded from one of the counselors. he doesn't feel tuesdays with morrie to be an appropriate book for his daughter to read. and the reason broke my heart - her mom died this summer. i cannot imagine dealing with that at sixteen. i cannot imagine dealing with it at any age. so i'm racking my brain for an alternate read for her, but all i can think is that maybe she should read the book. i understand the father's concern and i'm not going to force her to read it given the circumstances. but rereading it tonight i could see it helping her deal with her loss, figure out some of the questions raised with these recent events. as much as the book is looked down in some circles, the lessons and the story contained inside are inspirational. and while it may not be "great literature" (whatever that means), it does raise the important questions of life, the ones we should focus on, the ones we in education sometimes do all we can to avoid. sure, it's a bit schmaltzy at times. but then so is life. and as i grow (older? wiser?), i think i want to err on the side of schmaltz.
dang it all. this isn't putting me to sleep. figures.
great dinner with the novotnis, ferrells, oster/ogles, gina and various random vc people. intelligent conversation, tasty grilled meats and a golden sunset perfectly ending the evening and the summer. steve and i talked about bit about house church and what we'd like to see and i'm curious to see what God does. they're not long for this particular space, their hearts searching for God's next adventure in their lives. and me, i'm sending down deep roots, desiring this place to be a part of my life for a long time. tensions. but good ones, methinks.
ok, i need to go at least pretend like i'm sleeping. then maybe the real thing will sneak up on me. tomorrow's work day is going to be a l-o-n-g one with no sleep....
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Tunes: big star - life is white
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