Havent had time to fool around with that seductive harlot, the internet, in quite some time. A busy weekthere is too muchlet me sum up
-The weekend before last I reached a higher peak of drunkenness then ever I climbed. Its a dizzying view from that height. Sorry TorrieI didnt mean to drink your whole bottle of expensive liqueur. In my mind, at the time, we were all passing it around in a joyous circlebut I apparently only passed it to my face. But fear notI suffered for it mightily come morning (it doesnt taste like blue on the way out!).
-End of the year, red tape BS at my schoolboring and not worth going over.
-Got a call from Genenda (my ex). She was desperate to find someone to teach a couple 2nd and 4th grade classes some improv theatre as she had to be at a job interview in Cicero on that day. I was happy to help. I have fun with kidswhich makes me realize that, in the distant future, I will eventually have to become a parentbecause, in this day and age, it does not pay to be an eccentric, adult male who likes children (thanks a lot Michael!). In fact, I think Id do ok at teachingexcept Id hate dealing with problem parentsand they probably dont want to deal with me, since I tend to dress like the guy on all the neighborhood watch signs.
-Anyway, the classes went well. Genendas interview was cancelled, so she taught the class with meour first real face to face interface in quite a while. Afterwards, we went back to her place and had a talk. Lots of awkward pauses there. But, we verbally acknowledged the awkward pausesthus stripping them of their wicked powers. Tension. Thensomehowwe slipped into doing more than talking. Neither of us planned this, neither of us really initiated it, and it didnt (in the end) change anything, and we were both up front about that. We both tried, really hard, to feel bad about itbut I think we both failed. Smiles. Awkward smiles, but smiles none the less.
-That night (Thursday) was senior boatand I got to visit the seniors that I remember as freshmen (sniff, sniff). I like boat ridesmy head feels very clear on open watereven in Peoria (I swearyou could get STDs by swimming in that shit). Then, Wil and Brandy (the other Brandy) went out to karaoke. Wil and I sang some Cherry Poppin Daddies. At some point, I made a crack about something or other and Brandy turned to Wil and said, Why doesnt his wit rub off on you?
-Saturday was graduation for said seniors. Then a party at Wils place, which was a lot of fun. Some of my favorite teachers even made it out for drinking and darts and disturbing humor.
-At some point I left Wils with Steve and Nick. We must have had a good time as we woke up in the only place we could find sleepthe storage room at Nicks frat house (luckilybeds were amongst the items stored).
-Oh.and Friday, I was exonerated (my teacher promised) for winning best critical essay of the year for my Shakespeare essay, The Fool: the irreverent wisdom card of the archetype tarot deck. I unfortunately didnt get an email about this event until the night before and had to work during it. I got there just in time for someone to tell me it had ended a moment ago. I did get my certificate and Dr. Lewis thanked me for all my work. Dr. Lewis did announce the winners, during his Shakespeares England class. There came a certain amount of satisfaction when a couple dozen heads whipped back towards me (Im more familiar with the writing studentsthe lit and history students dont know me at all) in surprise. You could see that some of them were thinking THAT guy!? The long haired kid in black, with the skull necklace, looking half asleep in the back of the room won???. Some of them, I think, believe me to be an idiot-savant now. I feel kind of guilty that I wrote that essay the night beforebut not much.
So now Im moved outbut still in Springfield and will head back up to Northern Illinois after the Green Day concert on Tuesday.
-The weekend before last I reached a higher peak of drunkenness then ever I climbed. Its a dizzying view from that height. Sorry TorrieI didnt mean to drink your whole bottle of expensive liqueur. In my mind, at the time, we were all passing it around in a joyous circlebut I apparently only passed it to my face. But fear notI suffered for it mightily come morning (it doesnt taste like blue on the way out!).
-End of the year, red tape BS at my schoolboring and not worth going over.
-Got a call from Genenda (my ex). She was desperate to find someone to teach a couple 2nd and 4th grade classes some improv theatre as she had to be at a job interview in Cicero on that day. I was happy to help. I have fun with kidswhich makes me realize that, in the distant future, I will eventually have to become a parentbecause, in this day and age, it does not pay to be an eccentric, adult male who likes children (thanks a lot Michael!). In fact, I think Id do ok at teachingexcept Id hate dealing with problem parentsand they probably dont want to deal with me, since I tend to dress like the guy on all the neighborhood watch signs.
-Anyway, the classes went well. Genendas interview was cancelled, so she taught the class with meour first real face to face interface in quite a while. Afterwards, we went back to her place and had a talk. Lots of awkward pauses there. But, we verbally acknowledged the awkward pausesthus stripping them of their wicked powers. Tension. Thensomehowwe slipped into doing more than talking. Neither of us planned this, neither of us really initiated it, and it didnt (in the end) change anything, and we were both up front about that. We both tried, really hard, to feel bad about itbut I think we both failed. Smiles. Awkward smiles, but smiles none the less.
-That night (Thursday) was senior boatand I got to visit the seniors that I remember as freshmen (sniff, sniff). I like boat ridesmy head feels very clear on open watereven in Peoria (I swearyou could get STDs by swimming in that shit). Then, Wil and Brandy (the other Brandy) went out to karaoke. Wil and I sang some Cherry Poppin Daddies. At some point, I made a crack about something or other and Brandy turned to Wil and said, Why doesnt his wit rub off on you?
-Saturday was graduation for said seniors. Then a party at Wils place, which was a lot of fun. Some of my favorite teachers even made it out for drinking and darts and disturbing humor.
-At some point I left Wils with Steve and Nick. We must have had a good time as we woke up in the only place we could find sleepthe storage room at Nicks frat house (luckilybeds were amongst the items stored).
-Oh.and Friday, I was exonerated (my teacher promised) for winning best critical essay of the year for my Shakespeare essay, The Fool: the irreverent wisdom card of the archetype tarot deck. I unfortunately didnt get an email about this event until the night before and had to work during it. I got there just in time for someone to tell me it had ended a moment ago. I did get my certificate and Dr. Lewis thanked me for all my work. Dr. Lewis did announce the winners, during his Shakespeares England class. There came a certain amount of satisfaction when a couple dozen heads whipped back towards me (Im more familiar with the writing studentsthe lit and history students dont know me at all) in surprise. You could see that some of them were thinking THAT guy!? The long haired kid in black, with the skull necklace, looking half asleep in the back of the room won???. Some of them, I think, believe me to be an idiot-savant now. I feel kind of guilty that I wrote that essay the night beforebut not much.
So now Im moved outbut still in Springfield and will head back up to Northern Illinois after the Green Day concert on Tuesday.
elora1:
wow! you have a lot going on! just wanted to stop in and say hi! i hope you are doing well.
ladymaze:
See, you're making it too complicated! 