Floating in Space

Do you remember a guy thats been
In such an early song
Ive heard a rumour from ground control
Oh no, dont say its true

They got a message from the action man
Im happy, hope youre happy too
Ive loved all Ive needed love
Sordid details following

The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of jap girls in synthesis and i
Aint got no money and I aint got no hair
But Im hoping to kick but the planet its glowing

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
Ill stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
Im stuck with a valuable friend
Im happy, hope youre happy too
One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom"

Wildcat!

I am currently in love with Ratatat. No lyrics, no catchy hook lines, just a magical mesh of instruments and beats fit for a flitty little batty cakes like me.
I am already choreographing dance shows to their tunes in my head. You can check them out on myspace if you haven't heard of them.
I wish I was in a band touring Europe right now. Maybe the Low Lows need a tamborine shaker. Maybe not.
On the agenda for today:
Xmas shopping
beat dropping
store hopping
tree topping
floor mopping?
stuffing stocking

Mogen has asthma

I'm totally addicted (as of today) to the Discovery Channel's documentary of an Everest climb. I've been watching the show all afternoon and surfing the website. It's a really well shot show.
Mogens is my favorite because he is a jolly Dane and he climbs without O2 even though he has asthma. But just as I type this I think he just dropped out of the final leg of the climb. we'll see what happens.
I don't think I could psychologically handle it - but who knows. Sometimes you surprise yourself. I'm just wondering how they poop and if they bathe.
The dance show went well last night at the GO Bar. I'm still sleepy from all the rehearsals and costume sewing.

Around the World

Last night I dreamed about babies, sugar cookies, field trips and people I don't know.
I'm about to shower up and go to dance rehearsal for the show tonight. We stayed up sewing costumes until 12 last night. I'm starting to feel sick in the throat, too. Uh oh. Nothing a little whiskey can't mend.
My brain is slowly turning and flopping in a foggy stupor. When I have really vivid dreams I often wake up surprised and curious about my surroundings. Like,"Oh, yeah. This is the reality I live in. Huh."
I went to Amanda Jane's house last night to work on our sewing and had a good time. It was cool to see her big house from the 20s and all the old buildings around it. They also have 3 cool dogs and a campfire behind the house. She taught me a thing or two about the stitch.
When reminiscing about the first Halloween cabaret show at the Go Bar last night, Tom stated that one of the girl's "hoo-ha was hanging out of her costume." Then, we went to Joann's fabrics and someone farted REALLY loud in the aisle next to us and proceeded to state "Oh, what was that?" as if they didn't quite comprehend what had happened. It was a good time.

Poppin Up

If I could do anything for my students (money, time and legalities not an issue) I would:
1) buy many of them proactiv or give them facials that include the black head pore strip for their noses
2) give some of them haircuts
3) get them warm clothes appropriate for winter
4) make them activity packets for Xmas break
5) kiss them all on the cheek like they're my kids
6) make sure they had a good dinner every night
7) take away their TV and Playstation after 1 hour of usage a day
8) pay for them all to see a counselor once a week
9) cuss in front of them
10) have a dance off with them
Today is Wednesday. Finals today and tomorrow. Teacher work day on Friday. Collapse on Saturday and Sunday. Rev up for family time next week. Dad already wanting specific dates and times for holiday stay.
Mom getting depressed. Sister getting grouchy. Bank account getting scared.
Why do the holidays make so many people go apeshit?
I really like the view from the window by my desk. I have a pretty good classroom here. Just thought I would add that.
Coffee time.
Over and out.

Stampede!

This is an accurate, up to date photo of myself herding students where I work. Today a teacher and some students got trampled at bus call. A job at the hospital as a translator next year is begining to sound more and more enticing. Cleaning Bulldawg Johnnys is even sounding fun.
My name has been shortened to Mi Ge by the way. I did get a note from a student today telling me that I was the best teacher on the hallway. Things like that keep you from really losing it.
It's happy hour - time to go get happy.
(One week until Xmas break!! Weeee!!)

RAPE SKATE

Don't get blood on the floor, kids.

Ring a Ding Ding

saturday
sausage
eggs
ciggy
coffee
heartburn
sitting on the phone
waiting to talk to my credit card company
hearing a recorded voice tell me that they're looking forward to talking to me
skate party tonight
2 more weeks of school
xmas delight
and fright
I need a drink tonight
patience is a virtue
I do not have