i have this dream that some day i will be able to sleep in again and not wake up with the sun. i dream of rolling over and seeing my clock in double digits. i dream of waking up refreshed and ready for the new day instead of stiff and sore and grumpy.
i also dream of women wearing jester costumes, but that's a whole other issue.
unfortunately it looks like a beautiful day, one i'll be spending the majority of locked in a dark little room at the high school. it's the choices we make, the trade offs, so i'm not complaining actually, just realizing everything has a sacrifice, one i will appreciate down the road when i'm flying to vegas or when paying bills isn't so painful. but most of today i'll be wishing i was on my bike (confession time: i proofread this before posting and i had actually written "on my back." that could have been awkward). i also forgot to check the southgate house schedule before i agreed to work today and forgot karin and linford and jake and the allstars are playing tonight. so unless the dance group finished early (which almost never happens), i'll miss k & l, but could make it down for jake and the allstars. we'll see how i'm feeling. i might be braindead from reading my student's journals.
thursday was an excellent night of partying. beth's shindig was relaxed and an excellent way to begin looking forward to summer. sometimes i wish i could get together with other teachers and not talk shop, but it seems nigh on impossible. other topics were covered, of course, including plans for summer, but it's hard to shut off that part of your brain, especially when at this time of the year when it's consuming so much of your time. but at least i seem to be a bit better off than some - at least i didn't collect any major assignments this week.
then mary's/UG was a good time, seeing lots of friends i haven't seen in many months. good to catch up with allison and rob and everyone else. was a bit weird(er) for me this time. been to mary's several times before for maryoke and am comfortable being one of the few straight men there. however, this time the tv screens were playing what appeared to either be softcore gay porn or some new reality tv show called "the next abercrombie and fitch model." little uncomfortable for this flaming heterosexual. great to hear allison belt out "hearbreaker" again. i didn't sing alone, but joined the group for "seasons of love." even got a souvenir for the evening - matt finally finished the chess dvds, so now i can watch. can't wait.
decided i need to start writing down writing ideas for the upcoming owp. had a couple last night while walking to get an icee late last night. not sure anything will come from them, but probably best not to start with a completely blank slate when i get there. here's hoping this time this summer will wake up my muse, who has been strangely silent lately.
need to be up in mason by 12:00 and need to arrive early enough to load up at least two classes worth of journals to carry downstairs. at least i'm not stranded in the dank hole at the middle school. bleah. now i just have to make my big decision for the day: moe's or jimmy john's for lunch. hmmmm....
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tunes: tori amos - smells like teen spirit
WARNING!
Reading this blog has made people want to kill themselves, so if you are easily depressed, perhaps you should find something more uplifting to do, like watch a Holocaust documentary or read a Cormac McCarthy novel.
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