Carry Stress in the Jaw
Essentially - I have been doing one point and three point perspective all day long. And then fitting elephants and crows into them. Why?
Because I have to have handouts and lesson plans complete for all of next week so my classes have something to do. I built a walk through 3 point tutorial from scratch - even my boss said it was good. Shock! Apparently her arthritic vagina was in good spirits today.
The budget is sorted out. As I initially thought, the business office is a den of meth smoking geriatrics; although well intention and quite sweet, their numbers and reality are very different. I obtained the ledgers that the administration had and the ledgers from the business office, and gave them to the chaperone who is going with me. He and his son are brilliant with numbers, and they had it figured out in about twenty minutes. So, we are now down by only a thousand dollars, not 5, which is MUCH nicer. Yay.
I had to submit things for the last conference we will go to for Model UN, Georgetown and Cornell. The guy in charge of transportation is being a total dickhole and refused to charter a school bus to take 10 kids. He insists that we take 2 vans and I get another chaperone. Here's the thing, even he freely admits that no faculty member in their right mind would willingly give 3 of their 4 days of President's Day Weekend to go Model UN'ing. So...that means, I take one van - and only 7 kids. I had to cut three kids. Thankfully, the three I cut are all going to The Hague with me, so they were fairly okay with it. I am still pissed though.
Yesterday, my boss again tried to get me to agree to do observations this week. I just looked at her and said - Honestly, this week is REALLY bad. And then it was okay. I said it nicely, but in a way that conveyed - DUDE. SERIOUSLY. EUROPE+10 KIDS: FRIDAY. BACKTHEFUCK OFF.
The dollar blows. I exchanged 300 bucks for 195 Euros. Things in the USA are not looking kosher. Especially when you are watching the 7am news and they are showing Korean and Japanese traders tearing their hair out and committing ritual disembowelment on the Exchange floors due to the American economy sucking eggs.
I quit the gym. I have no time, thus I am wasting money. Being that money is in short supply lately - when I return from the Netherlands, I am going to start running. It's cheaper, I can do it from home and not drive anywhere and my roomate is a runner and will kick my ass.
Logistically, things are falling into place. Pain the ass part is almost over. I am not a plane person by any means, but I can't tell you how happy I am going to feel when I am over the Atlantic Ocean and I have some room to breathe.
Because I have to have handouts and lesson plans complete for all of next week so my classes have something to do. I built a walk through 3 point tutorial from scratch - even my boss said it was good. Shock! Apparently her arthritic vagina was in good spirits today.
The budget is sorted out. As I initially thought, the business office is a den of meth smoking geriatrics; although well intention and quite sweet, their numbers and reality are very different. I obtained the ledgers that the administration had and the ledgers from the business office, and gave them to the chaperone who is going with me. He and his son are brilliant with numbers, and they had it figured out in about twenty minutes. So, we are now down by only a thousand dollars, not 5, which is MUCH nicer. Yay.
I had to submit things for the last conference we will go to for Model UN, Georgetown and Cornell. The guy in charge of transportation is being a total dickhole and refused to charter a school bus to take 10 kids. He insists that we take 2 vans and I get another chaperone. Here's the thing, even he freely admits that no faculty member in their right mind would willingly give 3 of their 4 days of President's Day Weekend to go Model UN'ing. So...that means, I take one van - and only 7 kids. I had to cut three kids. Thankfully, the three I cut are all going to The Hague with me, so they were fairly okay with it. I am still pissed though.
Yesterday, my boss again tried to get me to agree to do observations this week. I just looked at her and said - Honestly, this week is REALLY bad. And then it was okay. I said it nicely, but in a way that conveyed - DUDE. SERIOUSLY. EUROPE+10 KIDS: FRIDAY. BACKTHEFUCK OFF.
The dollar blows. I exchanged 300 bucks for 195 Euros. Things in the USA are not looking kosher. Especially when you are watching the 7am news and they are showing Korean and Japanese traders tearing their hair out and committing ritual disembowelment on the Exchange floors due to the American economy sucking eggs.
I quit the gym. I have no time, thus I am wasting money. Being that money is in short supply lately - when I return from the Netherlands, I am going to start running. It's cheaper, I can do it from home and not drive anywhere and my roomate is a runner and will kick my ass.
Logistically, things are falling into place. Pain the ass part is almost over. I am not a plane person by any means, but I can't tell you how happy I am going to feel when I am over the Atlantic Ocean and I have some room to breathe.