Listening to: Mirror ball by Sarah MacLachlan
Reading: Summer Sisters(haven’t turned a page)
Weather: 65 and cloudy
Trivia: WHO SAID "LET THEM EAT CAKE"?
We're not sure. But it wasn't Marie Antoinette. She was only 11 years old when Jean Jacques Rousseau published a book which contains an almost identical form of the remark...and attributes it to an anonymous princess who supposedly said it before Marie Antoinette was even born.
Cool word: eremite [n. AIR-uh-myt]
An eremite is a hermit, one who withdraws from society and lives as a recluse, especially if that person withdraws for religious or spiritual reasons. Such a person is eremitic [adj. AIR-uh-MIT-ik] and is behaving eremitically [adv. AIR-uh-MIT-ik-lee]. Both eremite and hermit derive from the same root, Late Latin eremita (hermit), from Greek eremia (desert), which in turn came from eremos (solitary). Notice how the word's meaning evolved from aloneness to the desert (where one is often alone), then back to aloneness.
Rollerblades
As much as I love three day weekends, they make going back to work awfully hard.
I have been dragging all day, and I think Tuesday may be my worst day of the week as far as my schedule goes. I felt as if I was on the run all day. It was a constant rush from one classroom to the next, trying to get up to speed quickly as I dashed into each room.
I seriously do think that I need rollerblades. Of course the fact that I’m a complete klutz and am dealing with a building that has three floors sort of puts the kibosh on that idea.
One of our teaching assistants asked if I was even in school, as she hadn’t run into me once all day long. I work in a very small building so for an assistant to say this must mean that I’m too busy.
I feel it now, too. I could fall asleep right on the keyboard.
Reminds me of an episode of an old television show called "Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman" where one of the characters fell asleep in the chicken soup and drowned.
I’ve spent most of the evening getting my handouts together for my course tomorrow night. I think I may have a handle on things. At least for the first class. I figure I’ll give them a little packet of computer info and spend some time trying to figure out what point most of them are at as far as skills are concerned.
I’ve got a ton of Xeroxing to do tomorrow.
The big issue now is what to wear. I’ll be at school all day and need to look semi put together for the evening, as I don’t plan to come home. And I’d like to be at least semi-comfortable.
This is a bigger deal than it should be.
I guess my haircut must be a good one and all the monkeying I did with the color this weekend was worthwhile. None of the kids noticed I’d gotten it cut (a good sign, no comments were made). And our new librarian stopped me to ask where I got my hair done as everyday I look as if I’ve just stepped out of the salon.
Wow!
I can’t remember the last time someone gave me such a nice, spontaneous, compliment.
I’ve blown off rehearsal yet again. Dee was planning to go, but I didn’t see a whole lot of point to it. The director and a whole bunch of others are in Atlanta, attending the international contest so there was no one who was going to lead a rehearsal and make it a productive use of my time.
The time was much better spent getting together the stuff that I need for tomorrow night.
Anxiety reduction is paramount.
I e-mailed Michael about his piece in today’s paper. It was one of the few things he’s written that I’ve been able to relate to or have any personal knowledge of. It always bothers me that I’m ignorant when it comes to his area(s) of expertise, but he has no trouble at all with it.
When I first found out who he was and what he did for a living I told him that I felt as if I was out of my league and that I would bore him to death. He got really angry about that, as we had been chatting online for about two months at that point, and he told me that he wouldn’t have wasted his time with me for that long if I didn’t interest him. He even made a point of telling me that he wanted to stay in touch after he dropped his AOL account and we could no longer instant message.
So we continue to be friends.
And I continue to try to figure out when I should tell him that I’m coming back to New York in five weeks.
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