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Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Adventures in Unloading
So.
In no particular order:
Ok. That's it.
Peace Be
In no particular order:
- A friend of mine asked if my heart still hurt the same amount as it did when we officially separated (again) this past summer. The answer is of course not. It hurts more.
- Whatever new age thing my neighbor is into now is causing him to wear bright purple head wraps. There also appears to be chanting....it's almost 2011. Who is still chanting?
- My baby brother is turning 16 on Thursday, and it's dawned on me recently that in the next few years I'll be sending him off to college. I need to readjust my finances...quickly.
- I hate my voice. It really sucks to have near perfect pitch and a voice box that can only do a fifth of what I want it to.
- Parents are....infuriating.
- I'm starting to be the annoying friend - the one who's always sad or has problem or some other annoying thing to deal with - and I was trying so hard not to be that here. It's not their fault I don't have anyone else in this city...anyway. Must think happy thoughts. Be...the happy friend.
- I've turned into a smoker. Not a...one or two cigarettes to calm my nerves....but a legit....pack-a-day smoker. My lungs....hate me.
Ok. That's it.
Peace Be
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Friday, November 12, 2010
Adventures in Bio-Terrorism
So.
It's that time of year again.
The weather has cooled down a bit and the heat across the school has been cranked up. The boys are sweating more heavily in the gym....but they are not compensating with additional anti-perspirant. What they are doing...is trying to cover the smell with an additional layer of Axe body spray. One student in particular...is covering it with some God-forsaken Chocolate scent...which makes me want to jump off a roof.
Normally, I would counteract this winter aroma with my usual hygeine speech...but these days I'm so on edge about everything...that the thought of having to tell the children, again, how funky they can be...makes me really angry. Or worse, when I consider that some of them really don't have the kind of parents that care whether or not the children come to school smelling the way they do... I getreally sad.
Mm.
I need someone to donate 50 sticks of Secret and 50 of Old Spice for me to pass out to the children before gymn.
Peace Be
It's that time of year again.
The weather has cooled down a bit and the heat across the school has been cranked up. The boys are sweating more heavily in the gym....but they are not compensating with additional anti-perspirant. What they are doing...is trying to cover the smell with an additional layer of Axe body spray. One student in particular...is covering it with some God-forsaken Chocolate scent...which makes me want to jump off a roof.
Normally, I would counteract this winter aroma with my usual hygeine speech...but these days I'm so on edge about everything...that the thought of having to tell the children, again, how funky they can be...makes me really angry. Or worse, when I consider that some of them really don't have the kind of parents that care whether or not the children come to school smelling the way they do... I getreally sad.
Mm.
I need someone to donate 50 sticks of Secret and 50 of Old Spice for me to pass out to the children before gymn.
Peace Be
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