[Listening to: Bloodhound Gang, "Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo"]
I met another cute bartender.
Here, give this a try.It was the second picture on the page that had me spitting my drink in laughter, but I suppose when it comes to things of this nature everyone finds their own favorite.
Or at least that's what I thought before
I got to the last picture in the set...
She indeed does know I'm alive.
Now there's nothing.Some nights you don't notice. Some nights you take the steps forward. Some times you're able to fill the room with so many voices and sounds that it's almost like nothing else matters.
Everything's a game that fills time.I don't know why last night was so hard. I still don't have a reason why everything seemed to be made of sharp glass, and that nothing could be turned up loud enough.
All I know is that it should have rained.
I liked it,I mean, the message worked for me and I sorta connected to it emotionally -- but the whole time I was watching Natalie Portman's performance, all I could think of was
I didn't like it.
"Man, Annakin would have killed this bitch hours ago."
"Would it really be the worstNevermind the fact that I've never really been able to survive corporate life, or that it would take time to find a new gig -- The simple truth is that if I were to end up without a classroom to work in and had to go back into the private sector, I could easilly pull upwards of ten to fifteen grand a year more than I'd ever make as a teacher.
thing in the world if it happened?"
Just let me be broke in peace, yo.
...for twenty bucks.There are other things in this life I should be worrying about right now. There are so many other worries running through my head – but somehow this is what I carry into the office with me.
Like I could even be that mercenary.See, you tell yourself not to let it get on top of you. You say that this is the bed you’ve made, this is the milk you’ve spilled, these are the cards that have been dealt.
The world that I miss
..the reality I’ve created.
I've turned into Fritton.Not the "corrupter of youth sleep with your students" Michael, but the "serenade the lunchlady with showtunes what the heck's wrong with that crazy guy in the striped shirt and bandana?" Michael.
This year in class we're doingI've been telling the kids that one of the biggest keys to life is to let go of your fears and take the kinds of risks that can reap rewards. To not be afraid to not know how to do certain things and ask for the help you need. If you have trouble writing essays, lets take the risk of exposing yourself as being under-educated and work on getting better. If you can't spell, then risk looking a little dumb to get the help you need. It's a lesson that I'm trying to instill in my own life in a lot of different ways, so I'm hoping that we can try to learn these things together.
a lot of singing and dancing.
Me, the cheeseball headbangerI don't know -- it feels like I'm rambling on here, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm kind of surprising myself this year with what is in essence a brand-new approach. Now granted, a lot of things have really changed for me in the past few months. I'm walking a lot of new paths that I haven't ever really walked before (or for a very long time). The uncertainty of it all is both the cool and the terrifying part about it all at the same time. It's almost like because of the things I've lost or blown away, work has become that much more important to me than it may have ever been before.
blasting "Volare" from my desk.
I love this job.I guess in the end it's just that it's hard not to think about some of the other things in my life that I've truly loved, and what happened to them when I started to lose perspective..
I love what I do.
Hey goombah, I love a how you dance a rhumbah
But take a some advice paisano - Learn how to mambo
If you gonna be a square you ain't a gonna go nowhere
I have no idea what happened.
My little boy officially starts kindergarten this morning.There's really no way to tell you just how excited I am about it and yet how bittersweet it is that I won't be there to see it when he takes those first steps. It's just sort of the state of things, I suppose -- that grand naivete that makes you think you'll always be there for these sorts of milestones, only to have those unexpected clouds of reality take them away from you.
Knock 'em dead kid
Daddy's proud of you.
I just spent the better part of my afternoon putting
together a piece of pre-fab furniture while David
Fincher's "Fight Club" played on in the background.
Maybe because she was looking me dead in the eye,I still don't know quite what to make of it, I guess because I didn't really believe that was the way you felt. And there again comes the strangeness because it seems like what I really should be concerned with is Christina's reaction -- but here I am still focusing on the other side
but more perhaps because of what it actually was
Marla, the little scratch on the roof of your mouth
that would heal if only you would stop tonguing it...but you can't.
And of course on top of all this I'm broke,Still, it's the friendships I have that help me to get through it all. The message boxes and phone tags, the moments taken and the drinks bought. So appreciated, more than maybe anyone really knows.
which doesn't do a lot for my spirit either
I just have some things I need to
take care of right now, you know?