chatter from the Library Monkey

crushing

i just sat down and I miss the internet. Maybe beer and pizza will help me to forget. Or maybe not.

I thought my drive would wake me up.

It’s the second time I’ve been in the home town in about a month and the second time I ran into the young woman from my plays. She was just a kid when we started, now I think she is in her 20’s maybe not, but her friend was buying beer. Said woman has a reputation of drinking too much, so I am not sure if I should be judgmental or not

after all she might be like me, drank one beer opened the second and fell asleep. She probably didn’t eat too much pizza though.

Up early and thinking too much. I decided that the kayak I loaded in my truck was not needed, so I took it out and in the process broke a porch window… Yet another summer project. I took the pizza box and kind of blocked the window…I just can’t get get that white trash look down.

The Tigers won the fourth in a row last night, pretty cool. It would be a turning point if they could win again tonight.

My back is kind of sore, from sleeping on the floor and hauling stuff around — and the long drive probably didn’t help. The fact I am running around handing out water will likely be difficult as well.

This is the first time I have handing out water when the racers are going towards my school town. I think it has worked out that this is the third time I have done it — first even year.

I changed the insoles in my shoes because my plantar fisticus is really flaring up. I never think that I could wear those things out, but when I compared them to another set they looked kind of beat.

During my year end review two weeks ago, my principal said I was doing ‘outstanding.’ If only I felt that way. I think I feel that way because of the inability to motivate my high school staff and the main teacher I work with in the middle school is retiring.

We had a rally for the retiring teacher and so many things were clear. First ’star’ did not get up and say anything the other English teacher who has worked with the retiring teacher and she wouldn’t say anything. The social studies teacher got up and mumbled about how she was someone he looked to as an example of how to teach. I took an unhumble delight in the fact that I was the only one who was asked for a copy of what I said. This might have been because I was the only one that had a piece of paper in my hand when I spoke.

During my yearend review, the principal said the only I could do was maybe present at conferences. I so wanted to say: “To be a presenter you really need to have a staff that will work with you so you can have good practices to use as a presentation.

A fellow SLMS who went to U@B presented at the last conference — Poetry Slams. I am sure he does an okay job, but he has several staff members who help him out. That actually do encouraging things — like bonus points. I asked the high school staff it would be possible to give out bonus points for returning books (at the end of the quarters). The response was as if I asked for a bare midriff day (for either the students or teachers — some of the teachers have a lot of midriff to bare).

• I am grateful for broccoli prizza
• I am grateful for a multi-game win streak by the Tigers
• I am grateful for the ability to write a good speech

another end in sight

Tomorrow is Friday whoopee

The Tigers are now in a three game skid

kind of overslept this morning. I was maybe two minutes late, though I woke up 30 minutes late. This is difficult because I don’t have much time allocated to get ready. Like about 35 minutes. Fortunately I had taken a shower the night before. On Wed. night I go to dinner with two smokers. I think they think that I don’t notice the smoke if they smoke before I get there, they are wrong.

I got a nice little nap in yesterday and today, but that contributes to stayin gup too late

I am getting headaches around 1 p.m., which is a little from stress and a lot from the lack of sleep — even with the nap.

I always think I should chart my desire, because right now I feel quite amorous. Maybe it is spring and fresh air. Or maybe it is just the frustration in my job.

I met with the high school staff to discuss study hall passes. I think it was a bit embarrasing for some to say — “Last Tuesday the principal says to start issuing passes (to keep track of students) and within ten minutes of that meeting two kids came to the library without a pass.” Of course the biggest offenders made like it was not them. Ironically the principal was not there, but the superintendent filled in for him. A couple people who mildly guilty said things, but I kept saying it wasn’t really one person, but a lot of everyone.

There were a couple questions about little things like — what if I want to have a student make copies? I pointed out that students were still roaming the halls, regardless if there is a mission or not and they end up in the library.

I have been pretty regular about my crunches, maybe I have six-pack abs under my 20 pounds of belly. I have been sore, I really hope it isn’t the cholesterol meds.

I forget if I mentioned it, but I have a cast. If this falls t though I will definitely give on on the plays. It is way too much work. I say this because I didn’t get an e-mail response from the woman who wants to do the plays. This is amazingly frustrating

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