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I am just disappointed in a very bad way. Two years ago, I wasn't really even remotely interested in politics. Now I suffer levels of frustration that at times lead me to tears because I have no words to describe the deep resentment I've formed against this administration and, well, because crying is the external manifestation of most of my emotions at more extreme levels.

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Now it will be all to easy to go to Bari's. I'm a bit concerned....

Happy Birthday, Roxana!

Fozz's team needed me to fill in last night. I was told I only needed to take up space in the dugout, but it turns out I had to play catcher for TWO games as they had a double-header.

The first game was not so good. And I was in a foul mood, mostly due to the fact that (1) I wasn't getting any work done and (2) early in the second inning, I took a softball to the face because I didn't have my glove--which was too big since I don't really own a glove and had to borrow that one--up high enough.  After a few rearrangements, things got a little bit better. I hit the first RBI for the first game. We ended up losing, but we could have taken them. The second game went much better. We won by three points, and I even got to run the bases. Overall, I give the experience two thumbs up.

I have emailed about a bajillion wedding photographers this weekend. Why must they be so expensive? We're thinking about using a friend of ours, but the last time I saw him, he made some comments that made me a bit uncomfortable, so I'm doing a bit of shopping to see what kind of deals we can get elsewhere.

Today, I've spent the last four or so hours working on my Paris paper. I've changed all of my citations from the version I was using to the 1677 edition. Not a difficult task, but a very tedious task. I have also changed to MLA format per the preference of the journal I want to submit it to. Again, not difficult, just tedious. I have a few more things to do on it, but this will involve going up to the office, which I'm not sure I want to do today. I have a ton of housework to do before tomorrow when my folks come up. I got behind due to yesterday's car fiasco.

A friend of mine is going to buy the big blue beast from me (yay!). I have promised to pay for the inspection. Before I could take it to get inspected, tho', I had to get it started. The battery was completely caput, and after some finagling (sp?), Fozz got it out of the car, so we could take it to Wal-Mart. The car now has a new--free--battery (yay!). I finally got it to the inspection place, but it wouldn't pass because there was an exhaust leak (boo!). And then the guy ran a diagnostic for me, only he couldn't finish the diagnostic because the car hadn't been driven enough yet to get the memory in the computer going again (boo!). So now I have to drive the car about 40 miles (to where? and at the risk of getting pulled over!) before I try to take it in again tomorrow morning. I'm thinking of just driving up and down 380 for a bit this afternoon. I would go out to Fozz's work to see him, but at this point, he'll be heading back in to town soon. And after all of this, I went to the muffler shop where I had to replace the muffler (boo boo boo!!!) for $65. I am okay with this only because I have to be.

I guess I better get going if I want to get those 40 miles on there. Wish me luck.

amelicious

But today, I am going to enjoy my evening of party hopping until I am ready to pass out (probably 11.00ish), and tomorrow I will sleep as late as Fozz and the pup will allow me. I want to try and finish as much as I can on my Paris paper, so it'll be ready to send off by Thursday (*crosses fingers*   *knocks on wood*). That'll be  nice feeling. There's really not too much to do to it, but I do have to go and change all of my references and fix my quotes so that they match the first edition of The Rover, not the version that I used from an anthology. I'm thinking once I get going it won't be too hard, and I might be able to search the document in EEBO--that would be really, really nice. Of course, with the spelling changes, it may not be as nice as I'm imagining.

I also want to finish unpacking the office. I did part of it last night before the movie. And then I'll probably have to have Fozz help me rearrange furniture, which will allow me to put up more books. This would also be good. That would leave not a whole lot more to do. I need to unpack a box in the bathroom. I need to put up some clothes. (I really need to do laundry, but that will be a trip to the laundromat.) The kitchen still needs a bit of work, but I think I'll have enough done so I won't feel like the house is a total wreck when my folks come in on Wednesday (yay!).

My hairdresser is also excited about doing my hair for the wedding. We tossed around a few ideas today, and next time I go in, she wants me to bring a picture of the dress. 'Twill be tons o' fun.

Work is boring today. I didn't make it up here early enough today to get all of my work done before my hair appointment, so now I'm back, and I don't want to be here. I have a few things to do, but I can't get the printer to work, so I'm limited (okay, that's an excuse, but still...I have to pretty much make a printout of everything I do, and it's such a pain to have to do it the next time I come in.). And I don't have too much time left, so I don't want to get started on any big projects. I'll probably just finish up some claims that have been sitting in my inbox for a while. Then I'm off to get the blue beast inspected for my friend who is buying it from me.

Tomorrow night is Goolsby's going away party. (boo!!!!) I think I might swing by Target or somesuch sort of place to find a little gift for her. I can't decide what to get her tho'. Will have to think about it first.

Okay. Must go. The sooner I'm done, the happier I'll be.

So I'm getting me a new big bad mama as a VERY early graduation present (after I pitch in for some of it, and I think I'm going to ask my grandparents and my uncle to send some money to my parents so that it can be part of my Birthday present from them, too). I feel really bad that my parents will be spending even more money on me--you know, they are giving me a wedding and all--but they were pretty much insistent. And I'll have something trustworthy to do dissertation work on. It ought to last me a good long time, too. I've had this one for five years now, but it was refurbished when I got it. For about two years, it was also my only computer, so I used it a bunch. In fact, this last year, I rarely used my pc because I did most of my work from various coffee shops. So all of this is to make rationalizations for why my parents should drop more money on me.

My step-dad says that they're investing in their future for when I have to take care of them. Both sets of my parents keep talking about when I take care of them. First of all, I don't want to have to think about this yet. Second of all, I'm wondering--okay, I'm not wondering too hard--why they don't talk about my brother taking care of them. And I'm just imagining having a second house where my mom and step-dad stay at one end and my dad and step-mom stay at the other. Talk about close quarters. If nothing else, it would make for a really absurd reality show. Oh! the fights that would ensue. The bickering. The drama.

So to make a long story a tad bit longer, today is a really good day. I am going to drink more wine and maybe finish clearing off the chair (props to roxana and darinbradley) in the office. I did a decent job. Tomorrow is the rest of the office and a bit of rearranging. Then I can actually put up the rest of my books to clear out some space in the living room.

And I think I forgot to mention, but after five months and nine days, I finally am getting another haircut. Hallelujah!

The Grocery Game

What an amazing woman that Teri is.

For all the times he's a pain in the rump (mmm....80% of the time?), he ends up doing really nice or cool things. For instance, I haven't been able to check my e-mail all day due to teaching some grateful, some apathetic, and a large amount of ungrateful students. The first e-mail I read is from Sung Jeh (what he calls himself in Korean). It is complete nonsense. (Un?)fortunately, Antioch speak is an inherited trait, so I get what he's saying anyway. It's just a short note, but it made my day.

Hooray for big brothers.

In other news, a shout out to sauvagerie for pointing me in the right direction. I had to drop by the Bee household to pick up some Pamela files to photocopy (Go away! Richardson!!!!), but I stopped by on my way home, and I've never gone there coming from the south. But I made it safe and sound (with only one missed turn--which is better than I do in  the parking lot of sauvagerie's apartments).

I am having a seriously bad allergy day. Yesterday I helped Fozz move a few things from the old house and swept up his bedroom. It was nasty. And I'm still suffering from it. Ugh. It has kept me from smoking all day, so I guess this is good.

I now need to unpack more of my office. Double Ugh. Mama and el step-padre are coming up next Wednesday to help me out with a few things (and to visit....haven't seen 'em in too long). This is good. But I really want to have the house a bit more unpacked before then, which means I have a lot of work to do.

I received another delivery of teachign supplies...about eight or so boxes. This is really bad as I don't technically have any place I can store those boxes. I'm think of asking my manager if I can start shipping things back. I'm so overloaded with boxes that  I can't even bring my dining room chairs into the dining room. They're still out on the front porch. Granted, they probably need a good cleaning before I bring them inside, but I'd at least like the ability to do so.

And finally, in other random news, I let Earl sleep on the bed for a few hours last night. We've been really good about making him stay on the floor, but between him and Fozz, I was getting NO sleep (I've been up since close to 3.30). So to settle him down (and settle me down), I let him upon the bed. I dozed here and there, but never really got back to sleep. It was nice, tho'. I miss my little cuddle pup. He's a good guy.

Just look at that face of his (points to userpic).

I switched to one of the Tuesday conference calls this week, which means I get to be in the call with J-Ro. This is fun. She sounds a  little different through all the conference call wirs and such things. Pretty funny. And we get to make fun of the other people together, which is fun.

I'm getting a crick in my neck from holding the phone, so I can type. I think I'm going to go play websudoku now.

I am now going to scrape the last two or three bites left in the styrofoam container. I'm sure they'll be delicious.

P.S. Yay! for the Shenanigans!* They won their first game of the season. 'Twas fun to watch and even more fun to drink after.

*Fozz's softball team.

Thanks,

Me

So I was almost late for class. Actually, I was late. I'm supposed to be there at 8.30 to set up. I got there at 8.58. And of course the staff at the teaching site has summer hours that don't begin until 9.00, so I couldn't reach anybody who could notify my students and their parents that I might be late. This also meant that I didn't have time to prep my room OR get mentally prepared for yet another day of mock-enthusiasm. This shite is wearing on me, my friends. Honestly, it doesn't bother me too much with the four and five-year-olds. They kinda do make me enthusiastic. But I wish I could flick the ears of my middle school kids every time they annoyed me. But of course, then I wouldn't get any teaching done--I'd spend my whole time ear flicking. Should I have to tell a student six times that he needs to do what I ask him to do? Do you really think I care that you get pissed off at me when I take you into the hall and tell you that you need to work harder? Should I have to tell parents that they need to make sure that their students to ALL their homework  (that's right, All--not some, or none, or three-quarters. I want ALL  of it done you shitfucks)? NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO!- I shouldn't. These should be things that kids and their parents already know.

And you wanna know what else pisses me off? The lack of common-fucking-courtesy. I'm subbing a class (possibly two) for some cuntnugget who teaches in Arlington on Sunday--my only day off the entire week. Now, I know she probably doesn't know this, but it shouldn't matter. If I'm filling in for her, it should clue her in to the fact that it is at least a day that I don't usually work. So she sends me this e-mail about her students and closes with a "Thanks!" That's it. Nothing at the beginning that says, "Shug, I really appreciate you covering my class(es) for me"; no "Thank you for helping me out." Just some blasé afterthought. Perhaps I expect too much of people? See if it was me, I would have opened with a really nice sentence or two about how much I really appreciated her help--that whatever I was doing that was so important I had to miss teaching my classes and screw someone over at the last minute (so whatever it was, prolly not planned) was really important to me, and her help in the situation really made things a lot easier. And I would have been sincere about the whole thing, too. "Thanks!"?? I don't even know what she was thanking me for. Reading her e-mail? Listening to her blather about students that she didn't need to tell me about in the first place (I honestly don't give a fuck who's going to raise his or her hand and want to answer all of the questions. I want to know about the students who are going to give me problems). I guess I just felt that it was insincere and verging on nonexistent. And again, I might be going a bit overboard here, but I just really miss simple acts of kindness and thoughtfulness--the kind of things that my parents (G-d bless 'em) taught me to do. It's the same damn reason that I apologized to the lady at the eye glasses store (got a hot new pair o' sun-specs--the closest I could get to Jackie O on a budget) when I got a little snarfy because somehow a five minute wait turned into a 25 minute wait. Sure, I shouldn't have gotten snarfy in the first place, but at least I attempted to make some ammends for it.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG.

Now I need to find something to do. I want to eat, but I'm not sure what I'm hungry for. Actually, I want a really good salad, but that would involve a trip to the grocery store. I have got to finish unpacking the kitchen (i.e. take stuff off the counter top and empty the sink--there's random racks and other stuff in there. Oh, and put together my gettorific pantry) to make it a bit more usable.

That is my beef for the evening. I am going to go watch bad tv until something happens.

P.S. I am so aggravated, that Earl thinking he's a lap dog isn't even cute right now. Must readjust attitude.

ETA: I did get to read Where the Wild Things Are today. This is good. And my new sunglasses are good. And I talked to Mama, which is also good. So maybe today wasn't so bad after all.

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