January 2010
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finals
after grading world 1’s finals I feel like I let down the class. One student got a 98. The next highest is an 81. The lowest is something like a 45? Too easy for some, others I didn’t force into learning.
Oh well. New semester soon.
sayings you say with your eyes
“take off your shirt”
“what the fuck are you doing?”
“stop that.”
“there’s something in my eyes”
does anyone make punk rock music anymore?
just wondering.
“A lot of the people who read a bestselling novel, for example, do not read much...”
– http://www.economist.com/displaystory.cfm?story_id=14959982
so true.
First the cat
hated me. Now it’s in heat, and it’s running all around, rolling around, sticking her butt up at me. I am disgusted and annoyed. I want to get her neutered right now but it costs money and this is NOT MY CAT. This thing needs to get out of my damn life.
On a more positive note, the hot water is back on and I can take a real shower. Well maybe for 5 or 6 minutes until the hot water...
Tiffany’s Economy →
(via peterrichter)
Pete, you always tumblr things before I get a chance to! I appreciate it, fearless leader.
This cat...
is totally a lesbian. I am fucked.
Vive La Revolution
I just finished Vive La Revolution by Mark Steele. History could use a few more guys like him writing. I am now trying to figure out how to incoroprate his book into my classroom. Step one - how to cut out the curses that my students say while still getting them to want to read it.
Sandy Hook
Today I ran down the beach to the ocean with one of my best friends following behind me, both of us panting on the sand. We stood in front of the ocean and threw shells and watched a giant ship sail out. I want to do this every day forever, or at least once in a while to make me happy. It’s weird how happy the Atlantic makes me.
Tweets of the Revolution: Part 1
Give me twitter or give me death.
Cats seem to love me.
ashleysheeran:
I seem to hate them.
I seem to hate you.
Ugh
Why does everything I eat make my stomach hurt?
Teachin'
Every dya I feel more and more like a teacher. I am scared to death of my vice principal who lurks into my room at like 5 to tell me that he would have been scared to death as a first year teacher to hand in lesson plans late. I wanted to tell him that I get super anxious about writing lesson plans and that’s why I don’t like to hand them in. Also I want to believe that I can teach...
Winter School
From my whiskey soaked room and mental state I can see the masses outside on the campus, hunched over and walking through the snow. They are cast as black figures, contemplative things, with the lights and their shadows stretching over the small clearings cut by sidewalk and piles of snow.
cats
if they cared less, they would die. anytime i want attention from a cat, i feel really desperate.
“The task must be made difficult, for only the difficult inspires the...”
– Soren Kierkegaard
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Broad Set Writing Collective is doing a reading in... →
“Six mistakes mankind keeps making century after century:
Believing that...”
– Marcus Tullius Cicero (via senshuk)
totally reading his biography right now
“You know you have found the love of your life when they say “I enjoy the...”
“You don’t feel you could love me, but I feel you could.”
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50 Words Once Upon a Time in Philly
I doubt I’ll forget it. It was probably Sunday morning because of the light in the kitchen. Everyone was sleeping off the party that we had last night but since I was always the early riser I was up with music on washing dishes and thinking about you and me.
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“When you climb a set of stairs, do you look up at the top step and try to jump...”
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take this jersey shore
vintagelyrics:
ever since i can remember, each time i was asked where i was raised I would reply, “New York City.” my inquisitors would usually just smile, seeming impressed that i was raised in manhattan. for some reason that had a lot more appeal than being from suburbia or some hick town in the middle of nowhere. i let them keep their picture of my upbringing, never once admitting that i...