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ignance and bliss

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ignance and bliss
08.21.03 8:54 p.m.

Very busy day today. I'm at Eric's band practice right now and I came straight from work. So I was there for almost 11 hours today, and remember this is all out of the "goodness" of my heart (no pay).... I was gonna leave at 6, which is still 5 hours longer than I technically have to be there, but two of the night teachers we no-shows so I stuck around. Steven, the brother of one of our AC supervisors and fellow corps member, showed up to pull some extra hours. His term of service is up this month and he's still got to work 100 hours. I hope that includes this week and next week and not that he has 100 hours left starting tomorrow.... I'm pretty sure the August graduates get up till and including the 31st to do hours even though the graduation ceremony is the 29th. Steven is very cool/funny, though he screws off ALL the time and not just whenever it's an OK time to screw off. He's the dude that clicked on an old porn folder on Eric's laptop (it was on the cd I saved My Documents onto from three computers ago) and displayed two hot blondes goin at it, large yellow dildos included, to all of the corps that sat behind us in that meeting. I don't know if I wrote abotu that after it happened, but anyway. He came in so I was able to leave, I was just going to stay till 9pm and not come to practice with Eric. I called Eric after Steven came in and told him where I was, and asked him to pick me up at work. No problem. We, oh darn, had to eat on the way, so we scarfed some fucken awesome Sonic, and I got a strawberry cheesecake shake, yes strawberries AND ice cream, AND cheesecake... I think I'm about to overdose from the sugar rush as if I"m not manic enough right now. Anyway Steven and I were in class for bout an hour and a half before Eric came. He was having trouble doing a word search puzzle we gave the students to pracitice some vocab. I jokingly said "Are you stoned?" and he said "Just a little. How'd you know, can you smell it on me, aw shit do I need to go wash my hands and face or something??" I said "Chill out dude... it was a joke..." and he said "Oh, yeah, I knew that... I was uhh, joking too." He knows I'm a smoker so it wasn't a big deal. I told him about how my weedman's dry. He scoffed at my lack of other weedmen; I didn't explain, tho I should have, how I've only lived here bout 8 mos... and I got other weedmen but they wanna charge me $50 or more for an eighth, sure it's dro but I ain't got $50 for an eighth and don't gimme no shit bout how I only gotta smoke a little to get high cuz I only have to drink 4 drinks to get drunk but I still drink the whole bottle and it only took me a (comparably) small amount of heroin to get high but I still did the whole fucken bag... "little" what the fuck ever. Anyway, he asked how much I get an oz for, I said 90, he said 45. Hmmm. Es muy bueno! Also it turns out he lives two exits down the highway from me, AND his weedman lives basically ACROSS THE STREET!!!! Almost as good a set-up as my old heroin-home-delivery guy. Only problem is that I/we have no extra money right now, which is fine cuz I haven't been really stoned since Lallapalooza, and it was a week before that that I last smoked.
On a new subject, Sheena, the GED "teacher" I'm always complaining about and who I am about to chop into little pieces and disolve in my bathtub signed out today for 2:30. She signed out in the spot where we sign if we are coming back (sign out line for lunch break). At 4pm her daughter comes in saying her mom told her to come to the school to go with her to her school because it's the 4th day of school and the school bus still hasn't come to pick her up. "OK, your mom isn't here so why don't you chill out in the computer lab till she gets back." I checked the time sheets to see if she signed out totally or just for a break. OK, she should be back soon. The kid was still there when Eric picked me up at 7:30. Pretty fucked up. My mom used to do the same shit all the time, and when I was on crutches too so it's not like I could have just walked to wherever I needed to go. The girl had taken a city bus, bu herself, across Houston, like from the total opposite side of town, if you wanna check out a map or something she came from near The Woodlands (real name of a city) down to Sharpstown. When I left she said she was taking a bus over to her aunts, it was only one bus, and one of the adults at the center was waiting with her at the stop. Now I don't teach in the 5th Ward or anything, but you can see it from there.... Where I teach is as bad as any neighborhood in Columbus, Cincy, Detroit, Cleveland, Rochester, Buffalo etc... but not as bad as say, Caprini Green in Chicago or Compton California or the 5th Ward here in Houston. 5th ward ain't that bad, but I haven't been a lone white girl there after dark either... I just know if I ever wanna relapse that's the neighborhood I'm headed toward. Anyway, back to bitching about Sheena... she left Sheterra in charge of her class. Sheterra had typed up facts about 30 US presidents (There have been what, 42 right?) and then expected the students to name which fact to what ever president they were about. And they weren't any facts like "16th president, wrote Emancipation Proclaimation" oh hell no, not at all. First off most of the facts had some kind of error, being spelling or just plain factually incorrect. And for fuck's sake she had one guy on the list WHO WASN'T EVEN A PRESIDENT, OK?!?!?!?! ARRRGH!! And it wasn;t anyone who people might even maybe think could have been a president, like Ben Franklin or anyone like that, she had someone named James Garner written down. Tyler was Taylor, Taylor was Tyler, John Adams and John Quincy Adams were the same person, Herbert Hover and I-am-not-fucking-kidding Gorge Warshinton AND Aberham Linkin. ARRRRRGGGHH this girl IS TEACHING PEOPLE!!!! I haven't even gotten to the facts yet, now most people when teaching presidents would talk about the accomplishments and failures of each president, or the most notable presidents. No, she had shit like "Taylor moved to Kentucky as an infant" and "Kennedy was elected to congress from the Boston area" what the fucking fuck is that shit. At least those facts were correct though, fucken A seriously she had "Truman was elected to the senate in 1934, which was during World War 2" Oh I wanted to cry. I want to disappear them so that I can unteach that class. Anyway I ended up "helping" her print it and fixed it up along the way, though I don't know facts on every president she had listed I got the important ones. This shit pisses me off, joeyjoeyjoeykillkillkill......


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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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