Alas
Keeping to my abysmal update schedule of once per month, just thought I'd let everyone know that I still pretty much suck at life. At least there's no rule against gross incompetence over at the high school. I'm going to go with career choice=poor. off to law school. Maybe I won't miss all the application deadlines this time.
Well, enough being emo. I'm almost worse at that than I am at being a hardass. On to more exciting topics--like auto repair! Before thanksgiving, Susan's headliner was falling down, so I took it out. The death toll: 1 bloody finger, 1 broken seatbelt. Still waiting on replacement seatbelt height adjuster. Now, though, it's even more like I drive a racecar. Loud exhaust leak, unusable passenger seat, bare metal roof--I'm almost there :).
Thanksgiving was good. I liked it. Free food and all that. The lady friend's family even had apple pie when I met them on Saturday. So this year, at least, I didn;t feel as bad about the loss of the traditional thanksgiving apple pie. Regrettably, after gradma died, it was replaced by the pumpkin interloper. I suppose I could bring my own, but then all the magic is gone.
Other news--I'm now enjoying being one of the bearded set. Truly it's mystery is exceeded only by its power. I do, however, since I just cut my hair, have the intense urge to strive to look like a hippie again. Maybe after April when I am assured of contract non-renewal.
Something there is that knows remembers believes...(there, no you can enjoy Faulkner with me [incidentally, i showed the y=x^2 theory of literature to the AP kids, and they actually got it, so my time in ecofeminism class was not wasted--maybe I'll post it sometime])
Well, enough being emo. I'm almost worse at that than I am at being a hardass. On to more exciting topics--like auto repair! Before thanksgiving, Susan's headliner was falling down, so I took it out. The death toll: 1 bloody finger, 1 broken seatbelt. Still waiting on replacement seatbelt height adjuster. Now, though, it's even more like I drive a racecar. Loud exhaust leak, unusable passenger seat, bare metal roof--I'm almost there :).
Thanksgiving was good. I liked it. Free food and all that. The lady friend's family even had apple pie when I met them on Saturday. So this year, at least, I didn;t feel as bad about the loss of the traditional thanksgiving apple pie. Regrettably, after gradma died, it was replaced by the pumpkin interloper. I suppose I could bring my own, but then all the magic is gone.
Other news--I'm now enjoying being one of the bearded set. Truly it's mystery is exceeded only by its power. I do, however, since I just cut my hair, have the intense urge to strive to look like a hippie again. Maybe after April when I am assured of contract non-renewal.
Something there is that knows remembers believes...(there, no you can enjoy Faulkner with me [incidentally, i showed the y=x^2 theory of literature to the AP kids, and they actually got it, so my time in ecofeminism class was not wasted--maybe I'll post it sometime])