I said there would be noise, and behold there is noise! I'm running an all-Seether playlist at the moment, and for those of you who might like to shut it off as quickly as possible you'll find the pause button located to your right directly underneath the "About Me" section.
And now your bits of randomness for the night:
I almost tore off the fingernail on my index finger on my right hand today, and now that finger is very tender and it's a bit difficult to type. I did it while gutting pumpkins. Don't ask how.
I'm to the point in my phasing out of Facebook where all I have to do is get my pictures saved elsewhere. I give it two days, max.
By blogging right now at 23:24, I am putting off going to bed merely because I do not want to. If I were to remain awake much longer, however, I would feel the need to start working on one of the three work-related projects I am actively procrastinating, so soon I will go to bed so as to not have to work. Sometime before Monday, however, I am expected to translate the new report cards for grades K-5 so teachers can start filling them out. The idea of doing this makes me throw up a little in my mouth, because I know it will be boring, will take probably a minimum of six hours, and most of the things on the report cards will be made up "Teacherese" terms that are incredibly difficult to translate. (And they wonder why I don't want to become a "real" teacher...) Also sometime in the near future, I need to read the manual to get my CDL and finish reading "Positive Discipline for Preschoolers", both of which make me sleepy.
You know, I always just talked to my preschooler like he was a normal person. He grew out of being a preschooler, and he seems to be mostly fine (and with an above-average vocab for his age bracket, I might add) so why do I need to read a whole book telling me how to say "knock that off" in a way that sounds positive so I don't damage some child's fragile ego? In my opinion, kids in general don't hear the word "no" nearly enough anymore, and the word "no" is enforced even less. *sigh* If I think on that subject too long, I start having fantasies where I quit the education field all together, start a rock band, and tour the world in an extremely child-unfriendly manner.
Yeah... that'd be fun. *sigh*
October 31, 2009
The birth of the blog...
I always liked blogging. I did it a lot on MySpace back when MySpace was cool and people actually went there.
Then came Facebook. Facebook was cool for a while, and then it started dawning on me that nobody really cares "what I'm thinking" (at least I assume that's the Facebook question in English... I always Facebooked in Italian and the question is "cosa stai pensando"), much less "what I'm doing right now" (à la Twitter), and if they did care they could call me/text me/email me/IM me and ask. I'm really not that difficult to contact. I've come to think of Facebook mostly as a vehicle for sharing photos, and I think there are alternatives for that which I intend to be exploring here pretty soon. (Flickr, Picasa... these are words I have heard.)
But I still like blogging, and I no longer have a MySpace, so this blog was born. I figure I'll e-mail the address of the blog to people who might actually bother to read it, and if nobody does that's fine with me, but at least I won't be forcing my trivial bits of madness down society's collective craw like one does with Facebook. But here I can write and if you don't like it, stop reading.
So here's the rules, kids!
#1) I refuse to censor myself in my own blog. I'm going to say/write whatever I'm thinking, and if you don't like it, you don't have to read it. I will endeavor not to name names to protect the guilty parties if I'm having a particularly vicious rant, but that's the most censoring you'll get out of me.
#2) If you read something you didn't like, don't bother posting irritated comments at me. Your fault for reading it. Such comments will be moderated right off the blog.
#3) Should I happen to post in a non-English language that you cannot read, don't come crying to me. See rule #1 and realize that sometimes I don't think in English. Don't worry... whatever I wrote was likely not important and likely not directed at you.
#4) Posts will be sporadic. They may occur every day, twice daily, or weeks in between. If you get tired of checking just to see if I wrote anything (assuming you actually care), subscribe or something. There's probably a button for that, but I'm new here so I don't really know.
#5) I like black and purple. Deal with it.
#6) I like rock music. Again, deal with it. I will get a music player on here eventually, and it will be noisy. You can find the stop button, I'm sure.
Then came Facebook. Facebook was cool for a while, and then it started dawning on me that nobody really cares "what I'm thinking" (at least I assume that's the Facebook question in English... I always Facebooked in Italian and the question is "cosa stai pensando"), much less "what I'm doing right now" (à la Twitter), and if they did care they could call me/text me/email me/IM me and ask. I'm really not that difficult to contact. I've come to think of Facebook mostly as a vehicle for sharing photos, and I think there are alternatives for that which I intend to be exploring here pretty soon. (Flickr, Picasa... these are words I have heard.)
But I still like blogging, and I no longer have a MySpace, so this blog was born. I figure I'll e-mail the address of the blog to people who might actually bother to read it, and if nobody does that's fine with me, but at least I won't be forcing my trivial bits of madness down society's collective craw like one does with Facebook. But here I can write and if you don't like it, stop reading.
So here's the rules, kids!
#1) I refuse to censor myself in my own blog. I'm going to say/write whatever I'm thinking, and if you don't like it, you don't have to read it. I will endeavor not to name names to protect the guilty parties if I'm having a particularly vicious rant, but that's the most censoring you'll get out of me.
#2) If you read something you didn't like, don't bother posting irritated comments at me. Your fault for reading it. Such comments will be moderated right off the blog.
#3) Should I happen to post in a non-English language that you cannot read, don't come crying to me. See rule #1 and realize that sometimes I don't think in English. Don't worry... whatever I wrote was likely not important and likely not directed at you.
#4) Posts will be sporadic. They may occur every day, twice daily, or weeks in between. If you get tired of checking just to see if I wrote anything (assuming you actually care), subscribe or something. There's probably a button for that, but I'm new here so I don't really know.
#5) I like black and purple. Deal with it.
#6) I like rock music. Again, deal with it. I will get a music player on here eventually, and it will be noisy. You can find the stop button, I'm sure.
With that being said, enjoy my little world and your trip through the dark and scary corners of my mind. Here... have your own personal tour guide:
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