Holy Crap, I'm Alive!
Yeah, it comes as a surprise from time to time, even for me.
Museum Monthly is looking at the 23rd of this month.
Philcon is officially blown off ... again. And, they still deserve to be blown off (even if they do have Tim Powers.)
Job still rocks! Next two days is parent/teacher conferences, which leaves me time to catch up on some paperwork I'm way behind on (if only because the IT people took all of the first quarter to upgrade my ID on the grading system.) I'm rather reluctant to post any specifics of the job, for more than obvious reasons, but feel free to ask for some when you see me if you're ready to be tortured with stories of High School students being High School students while I get to watch.
I've gone into a rather hyper-Hermit mode. I need a new place to live for that to change.
Oh, one thing I can say about work - I'm the fencing coach. Yeah, what's weirder, that a high school has a fencing team or that *I* am the coach? Now if only I could fit in taking more lessons myself, I gotta stay ahead of the curve here (and I've told my team that already :))
Had an open house at Immaculata this evening. I simply don't see how I can swing grad classes right now, cost sucks. Upside, I can put off my current school loans while going. Downside, more loans to be added no doubt. Upside, free money - I might be able to move all the sooner. Downside, school is not currently expecting an opening in the Language Arts dept, so intern certification is out for now, unless I go elsewhere to work .... I think the fact that I can't possible afford grad classes right now pretty much Immaculata as a lock, intern cert or not. The bonus with Immaculata is that they are very flexible and happy to work with my schedule, West Chester was not so accommodating. Bonus, my instincts appear to like this idea as I think about it.
A friend of mine has asked me to write his life story. Or, more accurately, rewrite his personal journals. I'll have to break out of hermit mode long enough to settle these details, eh? :)
I pass the same small house on the way home everyday. Right now, I'd like to own that place. I suppose I should actually look inside it before being so assured, but hey, being broke means dreaming is cheap.
I know there are other things I'd consider adding if I could remember them. Clearly not the most important things, but it's the little things that count. I suppose I could, just maybe, possibly, post again once I remember them.
Museum Monthly is looking at the 23rd of this month.
Philcon is officially blown off ... again. And, they still deserve to be blown off (even if they do have Tim Powers.)
Job still rocks! Next two days is parent/teacher conferences, which leaves me time to catch up on some paperwork I'm way behind on (if only because the IT people took all of the first quarter to upgrade my ID on the grading system.) I'm rather reluctant to post any specifics of the job, for more than obvious reasons, but feel free to ask for some when you see me if you're ready to be tortured with stories of High School students being High School students while I get to watch.
I've gone into a rather hyper-Hermit mode. I need a new place to live for that to change.
Oh, one thing I can say about work - I'm the fencing coach. Yeah, what's weirder, that a high school has a fencing team or that *I* am the coach? Now if only I could fit in taking more lessons myself, I gotta stay ahead of the curve here (and I've told my team that already :))
Had an open house at Immaculata this evening. I simply don't see how I can swing grad classes right now, cost sucks. Upside, I can put off my current school loans while going. Downside, more loans to be added no doubt. Upside, free money - I might be able to move all the sooner. Downside, school is not currently expecting an opening in the Language Arts dept, so intern certification is out for now, unless I go elsewhere to work .... I think the fact that I can't possible afford grad classes right now pretty much Immaculata as a lock, intern cert or not. The bonus with Immaculata is that they are very flexible and happy to work with my schedule, West Chester was not so accommodating. Bonus, my instincts appear to like this idea as I think about it.
A friend of mine has asked me to write his life story. Or, more accurately, rewrite his personal journals. I'll have to break out of hermit mode long enough to settle these details, eh? :)
I pass the same small house on the way home everyday. Right now, I'd like to own that place. I suppose I should actually look inside it before being so assured, but hey, being broke means dreaming is cheap.
I know there are other things I'd consider adding if I could remember them. Clearly not the most important things, but it's the little things that count. I suppose I could, just maybe, possibly, post again once I remember them.