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Sunday, August 28, 2005

The Covers of Beatles

So this weekend, the annual Dancin' in the Street event took place, making for an unusually exciting and fun Saturday night. I was pumped when I heard there would be a Beatles cover band performing, because what could be better than that? Furthermore, one of the best memories I have of college is a Hard Night's Day, a Beatles cover band, performing on campus and dancing to Three Cool Chicks.

I was impressed that the rinky dink Beatles cover band performing last night actually dressed up as if they were John, Paul, George and Ringo. Cheesy yes, but hey, it's a cover band, it's going to be cheesy regardless. Why not embrace it?

I even got a little tipsy, complete with the hic-ups and some room-spinning feelings, which is always a fun thing.

Tomorrow is exciting, because I should get my DSL hook ups in the mail and be ready to welcome my apartment to the year 2005. This dial up is just not cutting it. So, be ready for more posts and fun stuff.

And for Earnest, I hope you're far, far out of the state and safe and dry. Boo on Katrina. Hissssss...

Saturday, August 13, 2005

One Week Down

The first week back and it feels good.

It's amazing how great it feels to be confident at what I do, instead of a 5 year old with matches. Yeah, last year I loved it. But this feels good. Reall good.

Of course, maybe that's partially because the first week of school, the student comfort level for 6th graders is about sub zero and so they're afraid to even TALK. Which is a little wierd, a little bizarre, and also unnerving. I kept wanting to blast the Napoleon Dynamite CD I had in the boom box in my office. I kept wanting to say silly teacher things like, "Isn't it nice to start off the day with art class?" or "I bet you've never realized how interesting your shoes are before you had to draw them". But I yelled back at myself, "Dude, you need to enjoy this while it LASTS! Shut up!"

So it's been fun. And nice.

And you know how it's the little things in life? Well, on Wenesday, I got a key to the teacher bathroom down the hall, which may have made my month. You see, I had been told that I could NOT get a key to the bathroom down the hall, but I could always go ask the Home-ec teacher and borrow hers. Ok, sorry, I'm not 11. I'm NOT going to the Home-ec teacher, as nice as she is, when I have to urinate. I'm not. I'm just NOT. Getting that key was a relief. *whew*

Not a whole lot else is new, except that I've been sporting my Converse sneakers this week. One day it was the low-cut black, another it was the low-cut teal (which matched my cardigen exactly!), and another was my HIGH TOP red ones - which were a huge hit. Yeah, I'm officially really cool. Really.

And to my boyfriend, who when I showed my great findings at Ross to a few months back, and who said, "I'm going to pretend I didn't see those", when he saw the red high-tops: dude, I am so cool.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Kicking off the School Year Country Style

So it was back to the real world of working people for me last week. Everything is great and my coworkers have been fun to see again - especially since I wasn't the "new" person anymore. AND especially since I'm not the youngest anymore. There are at LEAST 2 others younger than me. YES!

It's also been awesome, because I got a real artroom. You know, since I AM a real art teacher. No more putting wet paintings on the floor. No more stepping over sculptures. No more barely-elbow-room. And, no more scanty supplies. The room I have inherited is huge. Cabinents, drawers, office, phone. Amazing. The only thing is that with all htose cabinents and drawers, there is an assload of stuff to go through. There might be rubber bands, wall paper paste, paint trays, charcoal, chalk. There even might be bags of rice and beans with spiders in them. Needless to say, it's been quite an adventure going through everything. I don't think it's been organized in at least 5 years. Which is awesome, because there's good stuff that I can definitely use. But isn't awesome, because it's absolutely overwhelming.

It's also very dirty. So I've gone through an entire bottle of lysol and 2 tubs of disinfecting wipes. The whole time, I was thinking about the hundreds and thousands of slimy, snotty, disgusting middle-school hands that have touched it all. I kept washing my hands and taking all necessary precautions; however, it looks like I'm about to start off the 2005-2006 school year sick. You know, one of those perks of the job. I'm just hoping this isn't a precident. Dude, the KIDS haven't even shown up yet!

Meanwhile, pre-sickness, I enjoyed my first big country concert on Friday night. "Big" meaning, non-Billy Bob's (the world's largest honkey tonk). It was Toby Keith at the big outdoor amphitheater. And it was very cool, in a very redneck sort of way. Unfortunately, we got to witness a disgustingly drunk, fat and obnoxious 18 year old puke his GUTS out while pre-gaming. I guess it's only fair, right? But the performance and songs and great company definitely outweighed that incident, as well as the horrific leaving-the-parking-lot-situation.

The next day, I made a big brunch, watched TV and started sneezing. Spent the rest of the evening in my bed with crossword puzzles, gatorade, and Law in Order.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005


A year ago, I didn't think I'd here, writing my happy first anniversary to my blog. Though it's not as eventful or commentful as it was in it's hey-day (the month of October) and though I've found it hard to compete with some of the more exciting and well-constructed blogs, I'm very proud of it.

Happy birthday, blog!

Probably as fitting for my year anniversary here, it was also my first day back at school. Both, very good things. Great things about the new school year are:

My new, big beautiful classroom, which is a REAL artroom
New, young tennis playing teacher, who claims she's been working as a "semi-professional" - we'll see about that, sister.
Being back on a regular schedule.
One coworker practically YELLING over a room about how much she loved my "Letter to the Editor". And as everyone in the room asked me what it was about, she conveniently dipped out. Leaving me in quite a controversial lurch. But it's cool: she's a language arts teacher and she said I'm a good writer.