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Wednesday, January 21, 2004

LAZY, WITH NO APOLOGIES

Well, I have not been to work in two days. That's right. I left over 100 kids at school, in the hands of a substitute teacher, to fend for themselves. Ask me if I care? I do not. I didn't even give very good lesson plans. I don't care. Tomorrow, I am returning to work. Thank God it's an abbreviated schedule- each class will be cut in half by 5 or 10 minutes (I can't remember) to accomodate an all school assembly in the middle of the day.

I should probably go and call the substitue teacher coordinator- so she can know that I'm not going to be staying home tomorrow. This is a phone call I dont' want to make, as I can't really explain where I have been the last two days. I haven't been sick, and there is nothing pressing that keeps me at home.

Wait...there is that one thing where I don't want to deal with over 100 kids and their nasty parents every day. Oh wait...there's also all the grading I can never seem to catch up with....and oh...there is also the long hours I put in that are way past my contracted hours. I'm beginning to wonder if I should find another job maybe?

But what will I do? And could I really stand not to teach in front of a throbbing, palpitating classroom with students who- despite the kind of bad day I'm having- make me laugh from time to time, and sometimes demonstrate a thirst for learning?
Something to think about, I guess.

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

WELL SAID

"Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright
until you hear them speak."

Monday, January 12, 2004

GREAT WEEKEND

Yes, people. He cooks, too. Mmm-hmm. That's right. Saturday night he made the most sumptious pot roast, while I lounged in front of the TV, grading papers. The pot roast had some delicious veggies on the side- carrots, mostly; steamed, as I prefer them. I don't dare mention what was on the menu for dessert, but suffice it to say I went back for seconds.

Last night we grilled hamburgers on the back patio- once again, my pallette was tickled in the most delectable way. On the side we had chips to dip in the most interesting dip- which he made from scratch. I have indeed struck gold. Perhaps the best part of it all was the conversation. He talked while he grilled, and poured out his heart about frustrations he was having with the band, the band members, the promotions, the tendency to be taken advantage of because he volunteers to pay for band costs, while others shy away... I felt bad that there was nothing I could do. I hope my listening skills compensated sufficiently.

As a side note, one of the most useful thing I have observed about him is that he will runs errands for me without complaint. I gave him the task of returning three library books today, since I won't be on that side of town again until after the library closes. It was important for him to drop them off, lest they be marked late and I be fined. He assured me that it would be done and that was that. I have never- no, not once- been able to delegate or entrust any guy I am dating with such menial tasks. I'm not sure if that says something about me or something about the kinds of guys I date- or both. Either way, my feelings of contenment continue to reign supreme in the quiet recesses of my mind and heart.

...and you?

Wednesday, January 07, 2004

SANS TITLE

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.

Robert Herrick