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good day, what's the catch?
04.09.03 6:19 p.m.

Having a pretty good day, except my foot hurts like hell. oh also because we were all absent yesterday the managers of the learning center I teach in called our americorps supervisors and asked that all of us be removed and they wanted different members. I'm sure my supervisors gave them valid reasons for why we needed to stay there, then after they hung up the phone prompty had a good laugh. There are many many problems with my site, code violations and whatnot. They want members who are going to put up with the shit and not bitch about the working conditions. yeah riiiight

So today was pretty awesome weather, like 70 or so in the sun but the breeze was cold. That's what I like best, cold breezes. Even the kind that freeze snot to your face... it's all good.

I made Blues Clues puppets with my students today. I did most of the work. We don't have enough children's scissors to go round and frankly I wouldn't trust them even with the plastic kind.... But they colored and helped glue. They really liked them. I've been searching the net for teacher/student sites, and found a whole shit load of cool crafts I can do on the cheapo.


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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