25 July 2001

[Pass the Asprin]

So I woke up with one of those headaches - the kind that starts off behind your left eye, moves its way down until the small of your back, and once again ascends, this time along the right side of your body only to assail your right eye - all just in time to annoy the piss out of you as you sit down at work in front of a computer. it wouldn't be so bad if we had LCD monitors; i can sit in front of my laptop forever and not get eyestrain, despite the fact that the picture doesn't look as clear as that on my pc's monitor. i really ought to wear my glasses, but i guess that's asking too much out of myself. .

20 July 2001

[Bitch Test]

i took the bitch test. i'm kinda disappointed in myself. I'm only 67% bitch.

20 July 2001

[Work Break, Not Really]

currently, i'm sittin at work. it's about noon or noon fifteen. decided to take a mental break for about 15 minutes or so - something i ought to do on a regular basis - say every 15 minutes or so. anyway, i'm done with the writing workshop and now i'm takin' this six week class. and the teacher is just delerious. she is so senile. so so senile. so very very senile. we don't have a syllabus yet. we've been in class for two weeks now. no syllabus. you say something to her. she forgets three minutes later. we're supposed to keep some notebook to write papers on what we are reading. yet every class meeting, she changes her specifications for our notebooks and our assignments. but i cannot be mean. i, yes little me, will be teaching a section of english 111 at miami university in the fall. and i know that if i am bad and fuck with this poor, senile woman, karma will bite me in the butt - my students will be terrible to me. so while most of the other students tell her "oh, we already talked about that chapter" or "you said we only had to read up to this part" i am keeping my mouth shut. but then again, i think i'm a little more mature than the others so it's not just out of respect that i keep my mouth shut, but it's because i have better ways to waste my energy.

15 July 2001

[Serve Suicide with Every Kamikazee]

writing workshop is finally over. while i did thorougly enjoy myself, i am elated to return to work. so broke. so broke. and how was everyone's friday the thirteenth?. let's just say mine sucked, as per usual. a little less than 3 years ago on Friday, November 13th, i found out that my friend danny commit suicide and i lost my job. that week, i ended up getting really sick, like i.v. in the arm sick. like so many anti-biotics and painkillers sick that my body was probably suffering more from my meds. and that was all the week of my 21st birthday, so i, obviously didn't get to have fun like most folks on the 21st anniversary of their birth. this friday the 13th was probably equally as bad. but i'd rather not go into it here. girl's gotta have some privacy. but it isn't really me. it's what happened to other people - which affected me of course - so it's not really my place to share other people's lives. i have some sense of what's right. i guess.

07 July 2001

[Another Sticky Saturday]

too tired to be productive. i have been very busy with this writing workshop for the last three weeks. i have a final portfolio due next friday! but the end is in sight. unfortunately, my zealous ass is taking a new night class starting next tuesday, which meets tuesday and thursday nights from 6-10 for the next five weeks. i am taking the marathon approach to grad school: get it all done asap so i can continue on with life and perhaps have a real job by the time my hair is gray!