(Imagine me screaming loudly with my head wrapped in a thick blanket)

So blogger is on a new beta program and I'm thinking of redoing the template and basically changing everything. Should be refreshing.
Let me tell you, it's nice living so close to the Druid because I can have a few pints and still stumble home to post here.

So I want to revamp everything, especially this piece of shit. It's not cutting the mustard, so I kind of want to just start it over and stop thinking about it and start posting whatever I want. I might, we'll see.
I got to help mark grade 10 improv games at the performing arts school today with a student teaching friend of mine, and it was so great to be back in a school. I really do love this job, I think. Ughhhh .... drunk.....

The reason I decided to get drunk tonight is because I actually met a girl at school who I find extremely cool, and then got her number and made plans to hang out before she went home to Ontario for XXXXmas. Unfortunately I found out that a good friend of mine has already beat me to the punch, so I variably feel like shit and like I'm the best guy ever, wtf is my problem. So since there is really no relationship, just a "kind of thing going on", I have an evil persuasion to continue pursuit and abandon any responsiblilty I have with this friendship. That of course won't happen, but still, I hate to have the only date I've had in forever be ruined by crappy news. Whatevs...nothing to worry about at this point. I may feel like shit but that is all the pints speaking. Exams are over, let's party.

Okay, better post when I can think betterer.

. . . .

Actually, don't.

Please.

A Week of . . .

bonté

One down, two to go. Thursday is keeping me on track, the sooner it gets here the better. It's so easy to be distracted at times like this because I really would rather be doing a dozen other things. So I don't think I'll be sleeping much tonight, anyway, but you know, that kind of thing is what keeps life interesting, right? All the stress...the grey hair is really distinguishing...right?

I can't wait to have Christmas with my parents, and fall asleep on the couch listening to old Beatlemania records.

The Other Night I Killed a Bunch of People in a Dream

So I've made a to-do list that goes from last night to Wednesday night. Every waking moment decided in advance. My social life is essentially on hold and for once I admire my ability to say STOP.

However, in spite of this planning, I can see I've bit off far more than I can chew. I think I'm scared. Irony has been the word of the week.

Talk to me in a few days, see how I am.

Crunchy and Delicious

haHA!

One exam is down party people, but the work isn't done. I feel sick and determined, focused and numb. I have settled that night time is when I am at my best, isolated from the outside. Confidence, I have I have, but in the face of the end of term I find myself again struck with a detachment that my will needs strength to fight. I could be really really afraid, but when that sun is gone my brain click-clacks to life with reason and good ideas.


I have to-do lists for everything.
1/?) Check if car is still alive
1) Finish finish finish
1) Take home exam?
2) Don't die
3) Find Girl who believes "Old Jerry" is sonic perfection
3) Pick up the phoOone.
4) Panic
4) Don't panic
5)Hope.

Let'th party.