dannydmc

My hard drive is kaput. I'd been having troubles with the thing ever since I first brought it home; it wouldn't connect to our home wireless network and had a punch of other problems as well. Now the hard drive crashed. Shit! Luckly I'll be driving back up to Marquette shortly for a student teaching seminar so I can go to the help desk, but this still fuckng sucks!
What I'm most worried about is that I wrote a full page of my epic-poem "The Tree Splitter" last week and that work is stuck on my computer. If I can't get to it, it means I have to rewrite that section which I do NOT want to do. Dialog is hard enough to write while causing it fit into a poetic structure; and the thought of re-doing over a page of dialog does NOT interest me at all.
In other news I started student teaching the other day. Although I haven't set foot in a classroom yet, I've helped my two teachers do some prep work and set up the structure for the next semester. Sadly, I'm pretty sure that one of my observing teachers thinks that I'm a light weight and is worried about me. Now I'm going to have the added weight of worrying about this in addition to all of the other stresses of the job. WONDERFUL! I can't stand poeple thinking little of me.
I'm going to be enjoying Labor Day as its my last 'day off' until Thanksgiving rolls around. Until then I'll be teaching five days out of the week and working at Wal-Mart the other two. Somewhere in there I'm also going to have to get a social life going; as I no longer have any friends in the area save one(well, and two couins, but thats an..odd relationship).
I'm actually worried about the social thing. I left a lot of good friends up at college when I came down here, and now I don't really have anyone save my folks(who, although I get along amazingly with, I don't want to be spending all of my time with. Their my parents after al!) I'm sure I'll meet some friends and all sooner or later, but I'd prefer the 'sooner' than 'later!" My constant attempts to meet girls and all shall have to take a second seat to that!
As a final note, does anyone read this journal anymore? I haven't gotten any comments in a while. Make me sad