These are in no way ordered or connected.
Sometimes, it's really, really, REALLY fucking frustrating being a teacher. Very few people respect us, we get very little feedback as to what we did for the year with the students actually made a difference, and well, we make shit for pay...and that's how I feel on a good day.
I always think it's cool when someone local is on a national program. Woody Paige is always on "Around the Horn" on ESPN and I feel a sense of pride that someone from Colorado was good enough to be on there. Also, I think I know enough about sports that I could be on ESPN...never mind the fact that I'm not nearly pretty enough and I'm most definitely not young enough.
Why is it easier for me to drink water out of a Camelbak than a regular cup or water bottle?
I'm very sad because FedEx was supposed to deliver my new phone to school...and I'm not there! Darn you for canceling school!!!
Although I always said that I would be a die-hard "real book" person until I die, I have to admit, I love reading ebooks on my iPad. It's way easier to read at night, so my booklight isn't blinding Babe all the time and well, it's pretty frelling cool.
Do you think the "official training bike of the Tour de France" is as awesome as it looks on the commercial? Is anything?
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Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
10 Things: That Oog Me Out
Hey, a shout out to my 2 new followers. (I don't know who you are yet, since I haven't looked.) Sorry I've been slacking on the blog...spring is a busy-ass time of year, don'tcha know. On with the list...
1. Having the window open at night when it's windy outside. I have the weirdest dreams and I feel like I can't breathe properly. Also, the tree outside the bedroom window rustles all night and it bugs the shit out of me.
2. Movies/TV shows that have someone see someone else (usually something scary) in the mirror behind them. Ack!!!
3. Extreme body modification. Don't get me wrong...I have some tats and some piercings...and if I worked in a different field, I'd probably have more, but the full-face tattoos or the dinner-plate sized ear stretching seems crazy to me. I also think to myself, "What do you do for money???"
4. Hairy spiders. Little spiders don't bother me. Big spiders don't bother me. But spiders...WITH HAIR? *shudder*
5. Seeing horrible injuries during a sports game. With my awesome history of ankle injuries, watching the slow-mo replay of some dude twisting his ankle makes me want to vomit.
6. Reality shows. Don't get we wrong. I watch Jersey Shore. I even enjoy it--okay, I enjoy watching them make fools out of themselves, but they make more money in a red-carpet appearance than I will 10 years of working, so I suppose I'm the fool. However, watching the TeenMomHordersCelebrityRehab debacle just makes me sad. Are these peoples' live any better after being in the "spotlight"? Probably not.
7. Little kids in beauty pageants. Do I really need to explain?
8. Sushi (or, Sashimi, rather...) I know that I *should* like it...all the cool kids do, after all, but I just can't get over the fact that I'm eating raw fish. Blech.
9. The smell of raw chicken. Ugh. I'm also not a fan of cutting it when it's thawed...too slippery.
10. Close talkers. It's like, "Yo, find your space!"
So, if you don't want to see me get all freaked out, avoid the above.
1. Having the window open at night when it's windy outside. I have the weirdest dreams and I feel like I can't breathe properly. Also, the tree outside the bedroom window rustles all night and it bugs the shit out of me.
2. Movies/TV shows that have someone see someone else (usually something scary) in the mirror behind them. Ack!!!
3. Extreme body modification. Don't get me wrong...I have some tats and some piercings...and if I worked in a different field, I'd probably have more, but the full-face tattoos or the dinner-plate sized ear stretching seems crazy to me. I also think to myself, "What do you do for money???"
4. Hairy spiders. Little spiders don't bother me. Big spiders don't bother me. But spiders...WITH HAIR? *shudder*
5. Seeing horrible injuries during a sports game. With my awesome history of ankle injuries, watching the slow-mo replay of some dude twisting his ankle makes me want to vomit.
6. Reality shows. Don't get we wrong. I watch Jersey Shore. I even enjoy it--okay, I enjoy watching them make fools out of themselves, but they make more money in a red-carpet appearance than I will 10 years of working, so I suppose I'm the fool. However, watching the TeenMomHordersCelebrityRehab debacle just makes me sad. Are these peoples' live any better after being in the "spotlight"? Probably not.
7. Little kids in beauty pageants. Do I really need to explain?
8. Sushi (or, Sashimi, rather...) I know that I *should* like it...all the cool kids do, after all, but I just can't get over the fact that I'm eating raw fish. Blech.
9. The smell of raw chicken. Ugh. I'm also not a fan of cutting it when it's thawed...too slippery.
10. Close talkers. It's like, "Yo, find your space!"
So, if you don't want to see me get all freaked out, avoid the above.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Philosophical Phriday
I composed most of this while walking on the track around my school, so I apologize if it's a bit scattered. (And apologizes to Prince, as well, since I pretty much lifted ^that^ line from "1999".) I got a good walk in today, a little over a mile, it was sunny, I had a gorgeous view of the downtown Denver skyline from one side of the track and some...nature, I guess on the other side of the track. It was a nice reminder of why I love living here.
I was going to do today's post about a kid in my class that I call "Frodo". He's short, has curly hair, and the first time I met him, he said, "My name is X! I look like Frodo!"
So, I'm walking along, jamming to the VNV Nation station on Pandora Radio and thinking about what I wanted to say about Frodo. The whole point to my Frodo post was going to show my "positive side" because a friend of mine saw the 3 whole posts I'd done up until now and sent me a text, "Nice blog!! Bitter??" (BTW, thanks Octogon...)
As I'm thinking about what to say about Frodo, the title "I wish I had a million more..." pops into my head because that's a phrase that I say at conferences to let parents know that their kids are great, which got me thinking about all the times I bitch about my job or the kids or the district, or youknowwhatimean.
Frankly, I don't know if I can be sunshiny and sweetness, because I use all of that on my kids--the ones I carried for 9 months and the one that count on me to entertain and educate them for 9 months out of the year.
So, I might be bitter, but I'm still kinda cute.
I was going to do today's post about a kid in my class that I call "Frodo". He's short, has curly hair, and the first time I met him, he said, "My name is X! I look like Frodo!"
So, I'm walking along, jamming to the VNV Nation station on Pandora Radio and thinking about what I wanted to say about Frodo. The whole point to my Frodo post was going to show my "positive side" because a friend of mine saw the 3 whole posts I'd done up until now and sent me a text, "Nice blog!! Bitter??" (BTW, thanks Octogon...)
As I'm thinking about what to say about Frodo, the title "I wish I had a million more..." pops into my head because that's a phrase that I say at conferences to let parents know that their kids are great, which got me thinking about all the times I bitch about my job or the kids or the district, or youknowwhatimean.
Frankly, I don't know if I can be sunshiny and sweetness, because I use all of that on my kids--the ones I carried for 9 months and the one that count on me to entertain and educate them for 9 months out of the year.
So, I might be bitter, but I'm still kinda cute.
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