Riding on the bus is sometimes interesting. I wish I had some original thoughts. I steal and merge. I don't know what is mine anymore.
How do you define real life? I’m not entering a surreal world when I go on vacation. I’m not in the midst of a delusion when I go to the coffee shop or spend time with friends or take a walk along the lake or go shopping or watch a movie. People define those enjoyable times as a break from real life. However, I view all of those things as real life along with working, commuting, and the inevitable stress. If real life is considered paying bills, working, and doing other things that most people consider chores, what is the point in living? Why waste 5, 6, or even the whole week doing nothing one considers to be real life just to get to days of escape? If one is constantly looking for an escape, what’s the point in life? To steal a favorite lyric of mine: You wasted life, why wouldn’t you waste death? I’m tired of wasting life. I’m tired of...
Tried to free the animals at the zoo, but it was too cold to walk that distance.
Decided that coming home and drinking screwdrivers was a better choice.
Opened a bunch of presents my parents left at Thanksgiving. They weren't great. I think they believe I have turned Mormon and never want to get laid again. They don't know me well anymore I rarely visit.
Opened a great package that was attached to a hunk of a man. Watched some lesbian porn and got fucked.
Gotta work tomorrow, which is no biggie. People have to eat right?
I got my editing job for Christmas. Yea, I'm kind of a big deal.
Fall seems like an update time of year. Change in season and weather. Holidays coming up quickly. Economy going down the shitter. A huge election looming ever closer. (Go Obama!) Life changing dramatically with no true direction and I like it that way for now.
I threw in the towel on teaching. When I walked into a classroom with 34 disrespectful students in the ghetto, I knew that enough was enough. So now, I am a waitress. I love it. The schedule is great and the pay isn't shabby. I have time to support JJ in his photography venture which is turning out to be awesome. I'm allowed to brag and I may be biased, but that's ok. I'm also pursuing some modeling gigs and getting a portfolio put together for fetish and fashion modeling. The fetish is very recent and something that I find very exciting...in many ways.
I'm so over the bullshit and manipulative guilt trips that I've been putting up with for years. I'm done trying to be and just being. ...
We moved back to Chicago with no jobs lined up. This isn't a problem because we're getting paid over the summer and substituting in the fall is a sure thing. I've been contacting schools and applying to jobs.
I got a call from a non-profit literacy consulting agency. I'm very excited because I can use my Master's degree and get in the field which I was hoping to enter in about 5 years. I will be coaching preK and K teachers in their literacy instruction. This includes observing, providing professional development, modeling, and assisting in the room set-up.
The draw back is that it is contractual with no benefits and only part-time. There is room for growth after a year which could put me in a curriculum developer position which is my *main* goal. Also, I could use this experience to leverage into a coaching/consulting position with Chicago Public school or one of the text book companies around...
