I sing songs that I learned in church pretty often. Pretty much only when I’m alone though. I wonder if my kids will want to learn them/sing them with me and I wonder what message they will actually get from them. I wonder if my kids will turn into devout atheists like Noah or if they will have a weird, hard to quantify but definite belief in the Divine the way I do. Or… weirder still… will my kids become actual Honest-to-Gawd Christians?
I’ve been curious about this for a while and it seems like the meme of the month. heh
I have to confess. It’s terrible. It’s horrible.
I want to go shopping. I’m not sure why. I want to buy things. It’s a weird compulsion. But I don’t like shopping. Shopping is frustrating and irritating.
weird.
The kids are coming. By this I mean that my (now former) students are going to be allowed to read my blog. I’m not the teacher as of Friday and there isn’t jack-diddly-squat anyone can do to me if the kidlets see something dirty.
That said–ya’ll don’t get filters. Nuh uh. 😛
I guess I need to be more careful about filtering for a while. They’ll all turn 18 eventually and then I won’t care anymore.
This is kind of creepy. It’s like they are walking in on me in the bathroom.
My midwife has suggested that I find an acupuncturist to deal with some of the supremely suckful stuff I have going on right now. Any recommendations? I would strongly prefer going with a known quality and I have never seen one before to be able to judge.
Amusingly, apparently I can sleep. I can sleep starting at 7:30 pm. I can wake up four times during the night to pee and never be awake for more than about 15 minutes so I got at least 9 hours of (broken) sleep. And I’m still so tired I feel like I could walk into a wall. My tummy hurts and I’m whiny.
I am having horrible nightmares all the time. Weird, random nightmares all the time. Thankfully Noah doesn’t mind being woken up to comfort me. It is looking more and more like there is no chance of me going part time. That means six more full-time weeks till I stop working. Four of those weeks are before Christmas break and then the two weeks after are review and finals. The four weeks are going to be a little tough physically but if I wuss down what I am teaching I think I can do it. The two weeks of finals prep and taking exams is no big deal. That means I will get paid until February due to having my paychecks divided up over the year instead of just the months I am teaching.
Babbling. Out of it. Tired. Ugh. Not feeling good. Is today over yet?
Sometimes I feel kind of idiotic because so many of my posts are trite and then I think, “but if I don’t post people will hit refresh dozens of times with nothing to see” then I try to convince myself that I am not lame; I am magnanimous! Anyway. 🙂
Today we drove our yuppie ass hybrid car to yuppie ass Whole Foods and bought yuppie ass organic food and granola. Whatever happened to being rebellious and wild? I bought fucking organic lunch meat and cod liver oil. I can’t believe the shit I do sometimes. We had to come home after that to refrigerate food and eat again. See, I weighed myself this morning again and noticed that after breakfast (normally I weigh myself before) I am… down more weight. Alright then, time to start seriously trying to increase my calorie intake. This is gonna suck cause food tastes awful in the main. We then went to yuppie ass Stanford shopping center where we bought some extremely yuppie Christmas presents. But they are so neat!! 🙂 We were joined by the always delightful for our wander through terminal yuppieville. I feel guilty that we were only able to stay out for about two hours before my body crashed and burned hard and we needed to stop walking around. (Did I mention that we stopped and bought more food twice during this period because I was hungry? wtf?) We then went to a birthday shindig where I walked in and said, “May I borrow a bed?” My wonderful Daddy tucked me in so I could lie there and be totally out of it for a while. I sucked it up after a bit and managed to be social for nearly two hours. 🙂 My lovely Noah got to be social and talk to people other than me and I felt happy that I hadn’t let him just take me home after shopping. 🙂
Then more food. Then the dance where we did registration for two hours, talked to one of my favorite kids (one of my awesome painters from last summer) for about 20 minutes then came home. I’m typing this in between bites of yogurt, granola, and fruit because if I don’t eat now I will wake up at 2 or 3 am with massive stomach pain. I’m jittery from having caffeine tonight to allow me to stay up for the dance. (That probably contributes to me babbling right now.) I found out that 1/2 of my classes did the lesson plan on Friday and 1/2 sat in the library doing nothing. Ah, shit. That’s gonna suck to fix.
One might ask me, if one cared, “So, what have you been up to on your first day of summer vacation?” I would answer in a guilty tone of voice: “Well… I managed to find homeowners insurance, and deal with student loan stuff but really… mostly what I did was masturbate and read www.stripteasecomic.com”.
It was a rather stellar day all the way around. 🙂 [Oh–the comic isn’t masturbation material. It’s entirely work safe and funnier than hell.]
Patience has never been my strong suit.
Cut because yes I’m squeamish about talking about female stuff. But only a little.
No wonder my students think I am weird. This is the grammar test. (On the actual paper I give credit to the author but my footnotes and stuff don’t transfer to lj well.)
My friends came over, Yay! My mouth still hurts, Boo!
I think sleeping in a non-sitting up position (I mostly sleep on my sides) was a mixed blessing. It allowed me to get that first 6 hours of deep sleep thanks to vicodin keeping the pain at bay, but then I couldn’t sleep for shit because being more flat meant that my face is more swollen and owie feeling. *sigh* And Noah’s nose bumping the side of my face at rapid fire early this morning was agonizing. Who would have thought that such a cute little nose could feel so awful at times? heh
And I have to drive to Costco now so no Vicodin for me. 🙁 And I’m supposed to help move furniture today, so no Vicodin for me. This shall sucketh. But! I’m still happy I was asleep! 🙂
(I’m on soft foods still, but I’m trying to do a little bit of chewing because what I’m chewing is protein. The softer stuff means I am hungry every hour to an hour and a half. I am still sitting here dreaming about tasty food. Mmmmmmm.)
Or at the very least, no food = unhappiness.
Today I am discovering how much I LOVE food. I love the smells, the textures, the feel of it moving in my mouth, the sensation of my hunger being slowly appeased.
And I can’t fucking eat. This is the very small down side to being knocked out for my tooth extraction. Oh, and the fact that the anesthesia costs more than the surgery. Heh. It’ll allllll be worth it in the long run. But I should stop talking to people cause I can feel the snippy growing.
Today it is going to get up to 78 degrees.
Just sayin.
Today is a poster day. It has been chaos and silliness all day. Some of the things heard:
“Oh yeah! I’ll make you wear orange. You totally look good in orange.” – from one butch boy to another butch boy.
“Oh yeah… this is my FAVORITE marker!!” – said by a boy who was sniffing a whole series of markers and now has smears all over his nose.
And I was asked, “Is it illegal to have orgasms in class?”
And, “Do you do ecstasy?” to which I said, “Oh yeah, every weekend.” Then I walked away. The kids didn’t know what to think.
And the kids are planning to bring me food for our study session on Saturday. 😀
I am in my house… alone. I am almost never alone in my house. Noah is being a geek and took our house guest with him. Which means they took the car. Which means I am alone in my house and I am stuck here.
This is so cool. 🙂
terpsichoros posted an article about Noka chocolate yesterday and I finally finished reading it. It is fairly long, but completely worth the time and energy. I am seriously impressed by the work of the author.
As a side note: Davisites! Is anyone interested in trying some of this chocolate? It is made by 7 young girls in Davis and I am interested in trying some. They will hand deliver in Davis and I think that is great. Oh, and for folks outside of Davis–it’s worth looking at anyway.
So I have a profile up on www.couchsurfing.com and a couple of weeks ago I got a ping. This very nice Indian guy currently attending grad school in Indiana asked if he could stay from the 18th-23rd. I knew that five nights would cramp my sex life so I told him the 18th-20th would be ok. Arranging this involved many phone calls trying to determine what would be happening. He wanted me to approve everything he planned to do while here and that was interesting.
He arrived last night. He is excruciatingly polite. It is also interesting seeing what he is ok asking for and what he isn’t. He brought his own towel so he wouldn’t be an imposition, but he has asked us for driving directions and food and cold medicine this morning. He also would like an extra blanket cause he is crazy enough to try and sleep with the door open and that is a bad idea in this house in the winter.
He is not staying for breakfast. He is going to run off to meet up with his girlfriend and spend the day escorting her around the bay area. They have an action packed few days ahead of them. And the poor guy is really sick. I am giving him liquid dayquil today and several packets of pills for later in the day. He is looking forward to trying nyquil tonight. 🙂 I hope he has a good day.
This is such an odd experience. Yet, I’m really glad that I am finally in a place where doing this is easy. This is exactly the sort of thing that I think people should be doing so it is good that I am finally doing it! 🙂
I haven’t done anything this morning. I’m feeling a little guilty about that. (I’m catching up on lj though!)
So I told Noah, “I got a lot done yesterday! I think that’s enough for one menstrual cycle!” Which amused me. Hopefully it will amuse someone else too. 😉