Margaret Atwood The Testaments so far incredibly good. I was afraid it was going to be disappointing, and then Margaret starting talking, and I shut and sat down and listened. Can't wait to see where this story goes.
Also, teaching high school ought to be hazard-pay and social-services pay. I think I make more of an impact as a "social worker" than I do imparting "English" on students in an "English" class. (Most high school seniors do not care.)
Next, personal relationships are nebulous, which is a new concept to me. I always understood interaction in terms of my friends (like, in high school), but I never understood how accurately that reflects and defines the hazy, vague, and/or ill-fined "dating" relationships I have always found myself in. I seem to want to define things in a certain way, and then I end up fucking things up, or being disappointed.
In addition, (yes, I am purposefully using terrible transitions, because those are what I see when I read high school writing), gardening is mis-labeled. It should simply be called "manual labor." Especially when it's 90 degrees outside. I painted my shed yesterday, and was in a Joba Chamberlain-style cloud of gnats, which made me want to die. (Don't know Joba? - google"Joba Chamberlain pitcher gnats" and watch a Zen master).
Also, why do I have so many plants??
Additionally, I am watching my neighbor's cats, which is fine, but god-damn does having a pet impede a person's ability to do what they want, when they want, without finding a babysitter. So many specific steps to follow, just to appease animals. And I'm 99% certain I'm being recorded in that house, so ... yeah.
P.S. That's it. Just checking in.
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