fucking myspace

It has been so peculiar lately. Now it's crashing my safari. I had written a whole piece on what happened today at work, and I lost it all. Fuck. I hate when that happens. Well, anyway, I'll summarize. Beryl asked me if I wanted to stay, cause the other guy backed out. And I said, I'll have to think about that. Was I really going to let go of my escape hatch? Even if it only bruised my ego? I mean, I wanted to get out of there. I was going crazy. I realized I probably have ADD. My thoughts race. In short, it's been a challenging, but difficult assignment for me. And I'm better off moving on now that the door is open?

Political Predictions

They are expecting Obama to win the Chesapeake primaries - i.e., Virginia, Maryland and Washington D.C. That doesn't mean it is over for Hillary. She still has Ohio and Texas ahead, and she expects to win there. We'll see what happens. The weather is lousy here today. Not good. Keeps voters away. I'm so glad I voted, cause I don't want to go out again today!

Shit

myspace is still down. and i wanna read my comment from Ted! it's about losing this job. For me, the classes were masses of confusion, but interesting. Classes were totally out of control. Plus I hate to go to the grocery store. I shouldn't have to, I mean that was not part of my contract. To do grocery shopping! But I did it. Oddly enough, I didn't mind it. Just felt like part of a job. Plus I can tolerate a lot of chaos. I am accustomed to chaos. For example, I wouldn't mind flying to Paris at this moment. If someone said, let's get up and go, I'd go.

And...

When the students want to know why I am leaving, I'll shrug and say, "Don't know. Ask Mrs. Bell, the witch."

That's about as far as I wanna take it. Chalk it up to experience. Nonetheless, it has beauty. One clean slice of the brain.

My only gripe with poetry is that most of it is hard to understand. You have to beat your head against the wall a few times. And then, sometimes, still, it doesn't make sense. Poetry should reach even the simpleton in our society. Poetry should reach everyone.

Long live poetry!

However...

I will post wherever I can. I'm not that choosy. Well, yeah, I am. But these are my choices, So I'll be at one or the other. Pretty reliable.

Soon I'll be a day-to-day substitute teacher again. Like Tuesday.

Voted today. For Hillary.

Go Hillary.

On Friday. I'll say goodbye to the students.

On Monday I will cry for joy.

Fuck

myspace is down. can't stand that. have to be reliable. this coming to you directly from Blog Princess. this place has its good points. it's unusually reliable, and you can archive in a way that you can easily copy your blog to word. i like that. a lot. Still the two are very different. this site doesn't engage me as much. whereas myspace does. it's a matter of preference.