"The Sleep of Reason . . .

. . . produces monsters" Goya


I got a ticket in front of my house yesterday. Seriously, about 20 feet from my driveway. Some dumbass sheriff followed me down my street and put on all the blue lights to inform me that my tag was expired. Then, it took him 20 minutes to write a ticket and make sure I wasn't wanted for meth sales and production. I can understand a ticket for speeding, running a stop sign or even not using your blinker. I think I deserved a warning for the tag, though. The fat old lady with the moustache at the DMV told me today that I didn't own the title to my car when she didn't punch in my liscence # correctly. Guess again, sasquatch!

Well, enough ranting for today. 2 more full weeks of school and I'm officially taking a break.

My sister is most likely moving to Miami from Boston for a job promotion. Now it will be easier to go see her. Yay. And Miami will be more fun to visit in the summer.

I might go see Arcade Fire tomorrow night in Atlanta.

I might be crazy.

suenos dulces

I want:
1) a totoro
2) a vacation to europe
3) a vacation to japan
4) a giant apartment in nyc
5) new furniure from ikea
6) an espresso machine
7) unlimited pens and paper
8) a ticket to Miami, Florida
9) an ice cream cone
10) 25 dresses

Sin Alas

Well, it's almost the end of the year. 2 more full weeks of school and then I'm officially not working and getting paid for it. Yeeha!
I've been super tired this week - I get sleepy around 9:30pm each night. Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's my routine, maybe it's my exhaustion from the year coming into full bloom.
I wish someone would call me about a job. I got 2 more rejection letters from UGA yesterday - it kind of put me in a mood.
This weekend I'm going to rest and read. Nothing else. Unless there happens to be some exciting events or shows that I'm unaware of.

And Away We Go

Tonight is the Clap Your Hands Say Yeah show at the 40 Watt. There is a group going to 6 Flags tomorrow - not sure if it will include me yet or not.
Tomorrow is teacher "planning day" which translates to "lots of boring meetings that could be summarized in a rather short email."
My friends Amanda and Ken opened up a restaurant/grocery store where Roosters used to be on Hiawasee. It's great food and there is also a large selection of handmade choclates. Open Tues-Fri 10-7 and Sat 10-5. Check it out.

"I heard it from a friend
The Revolution never happened
Sigh
A little die
No more a child
Goodbye

Now where's the woolen sweater
You mentioned in the letter?
Imply
The other guy
And scandalize the lion

A clean shave in the morning
And a full beard with no warning
Time has gotten by on alibis and wine

Success is so forbidding
But it makes me think I'm winning
Quiet
Dim the lights
Adopt another lifestyle

You look like David bowie
But you've nothing new to show me
Start another fire
and watch it slowly die" Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

I Was a Lover Before This War

What is hiding beneath all of our anxieties? Usually something we're trying to avoid thinking about...

It's Wednesday and I'm on break at school. Three full weeks after this - and then we'll see how summer goes. It's hard to be optimistic when you don't have a jorb.

I am going to see Robin in Boston in June, and maybe go to NYC with Allison in May or June. That would be most excellent if I can manage both. I also really want to go to the beach, but that probably won't happen.

Everything's up in the air, including myself. Flying around is fun until you start falling back towards land.

I keep hearing you're concerned

"Countin' flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do" Statler Brothers

This will probably be my theme song this summer. I am officially discouraged by the job search today. 18 apps with UGA and NO calls. No promising Athens or Atlanta jobs either. I'm either WAY overqualified (ie secretary jobs) or WAY underqualified (no business/sales/pr experience). What's a bilingual teacher supposed to do? Besides work in public schools...

I always made fun of the kids in Terry College of Business...now I'm starting to understand why they were so rabid to take STAT2000 and CALC1001. Can I help it that math scares me to death?

For years people have been telling me, "You'll always have a job knowing Spanish"
Yeah, a job in the bowels of social work paying minimal wages. I'm a shoe in for:
bilingual bank teller, secretarial, teaching or hospital registration positions. All of which would probably bore me to death.

I'm calling Bulls#$% on the whole "Spanish is a ticket to the stars" and I'm deciding that one more year of a not so exciting job may be worth the future PhD program somewhere else. I do love teaching literature and I love graduate school.

Now about that thesis I need to write...

bryan lee, everybody. He's rolling into town tonight. It's going to be Crazy.

I'm wondering what part of my day:
1) coffee
2) pilates and hour workout
3) egg, bacon, cupcake breakfast

is making me feel poopy. I'll go ahead and blame it on the workout.
More notes on this weekend:
1) curse the cold weather
2) curse myself for watching Arrested Development for 2 hours straight
3) curse my poor digestive tract
4) curse the carpet begging to be vacuumed
5) curse the cupcakes begging me to eat more of them

Easter weekend. Sing its praises all god's people.

Sleeping Upright

If I don't start a sleeping pill habit I may never get a good night's sleep again. I took an allergy pill last night, which seems to have kicked in this morning at work. I feel like I'm on about 3 Xanax right now.
For some reason I get this really strange anxiety right at bed time when I'm sleepy and tired, which prevents me from falling asleep. I hate it.
6 more weeks of teaching. 3 1/2 more hours of it today. 3 days till Easter. 3 months till I see my mom and sister.
Allison and I went to Clocked and Little Kings and then watched 30 Rock last night. I fell asleep in her warm nest of a bed while she was snuggling with her wonderful cat Morrisey. It was a nice evening - until I couldn't sleep in my bed later on.
I'm debating on being a "cabaret dancer" at the Go Bar tonight. I'm pretty tired.
Bryan Lee is coming to Athens TOMORROW! Yeah!
I need to locate some coffee. I'm out.