everytime i feel talkative, it's too late to call anyone. and how mean is that, anyway? "hello there, listen to me go on for hours about how much i want to strangle someone right now!"

open house was okay. kids weren't that excited to show their parents their appleworks presentations, but all in all, the night was all right. things are getting better. i'm still so tired but it's been a long time since i had a moment where i wished i were anywhere but the classroom. used to have a lot of those.


former boss sort-of-in-effigy offered me a job, and the effigy turned it down in my stead. i mentioned this to c., except for the turning down part. she said, "well then i might as well tell you now that the principal has you slated to replace me in the spring." employment in abundance, can't beat that.

i really am more excited than i sound. right now i'm all cranky and crampy (you really want to hear all about it, i know) and that gross, ugly, tired feeling is sneaking its way back in. doesn't help that about an hour ago someone practically told me i wasn't articulate or pretty enough to spend five minutes on camera. don't you HATE it when people forget to exercise tact? i finally got to talk, and after a few sentences he was like, "what? i'm sorry, i was thinking about [mumbo jumbo], i didn't hear a word you just said! does that ever happen to you? are you ever talking to someone on the phone and then you just start thinking about something else entirely and you completely tune out?"

let me take a few moments to school you on phone etiquette, the special kind you use when you're talking to someone who's already kind of pissed at you. sometimes i go on for years about my wonderful day without remembering to ask about someone else's day or about their great-aunt betsy, but i swear i'll try really lots harder if you'll just please, once in awhile, remember that i'm your friend, not your number one fan. oh and, if you weren't listening to the few sentences that you finally allowed me to speak, it's not necessary to go into detail about that lovely fact. just apologize and ask me to repeat myself.

ok, that is all. i think i can take off my bitch beret and plan another lesson now.

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mart helped me with the butterflies. mart is the best. even if he did go to sleep and didn't help me with the butterflies, he'd still be the best.

got an art lesson today. real art. except for the mandatory trees.

open house tonight.

LArts tomorrow.

u. supervisor observation 1 friday.

seminar last night.

need some damn sleep.

thanks dr.kev for the card ... :)