ell, I’s guess the second day of this bizness done gone by
alright.
I could do without them jitters, though. Guess that bendin’ an elbow most every
day an’ gettin’ right trashed three er four days outter seven is gonner have
it’s lastin’ effects, eh?
Woke up at 5:30am an’ done some essay an’ journal
gradin’. I’ll be right damned if’n
this ain’t turnin’ out ter be a shitty week organization wise where my school
site is concerned. I means, what
wuz somebody thinkin’ when they planned fer a period by period staff meetin’,
professional development, a mandatory after school new teachers meetin’, PSAT
proctorin’, mid-mester grades due, back ter school night, AN’ a dadblamed
firedrill, all in one doggone week?
Wuz they schedulin’ with a dart board er somethin’? Hell.
So on top of all that I’s tryin’ ter pin down all these
100-some-odd essays I done gotter get grades fer in before report cards are due
on Thursday. Gotter admit it’s
consumin’ a fair amount of time, yessirree.
But maybe it’s keepin’ my mind off the fact that I’s really
want a cheeseburger.
Actually, that ain’t true. What I done really been thinkin’ ‘bout all damn day fer some
reason is doggone chicken! Of all
things ter be fantasizin’ ‘bout, I’s fantasizin’ ‘bout chicken!
Fried Chicken. Barbeque
Chicken. Roasted Chicken. Buffalo Wings. Chicken Fingers. Chicken an’ Biscuits. Country Fried Chicken an’ Eggs. Orange Chicken.
Oooohhhh.
Orange Chicken an’ Kung Pao Chicken with a giant steamin’ scoop of
steamed rice from Wok Express. Mmmmm.
What I done actually eaten today is some Soy Chorizo an’ a
can of black beans with a coupler corn tortillas fer breakfast. Then I done ate the leftovers of that
fer lunch, long with a coupler hamburger buns I done scrounged up. Then I ate a coupler tortilla chip
scoopfuls of humus an’ a apple when I got home from work. An’ fer dinner I done magicked up a
giant bowl of steamed spinach an’ ate it with some salt an’ pepper. I figger I can count on some atomic
shitting escapade in the near future fer that last installment.
I ain’t even gonner talk ‘bout the gigantic quantities of
coffee I done consumed in the past 48 hours, though. It’s actually perty despicable.
What am I gonner do with them half dozen hefeweizens I got
in that there refrigerator?
I hope I get these essays done soon an’ I can go ter bed
‘fore midnight.
-Squeezebox Sam