Thursday, October 18, 2007

On The Eve Of My Election, I Say To My Reflection...

What a week.

I'm moved into my new place. Only B and I are in the new place right now, which is kinda great since we've not had a lot of alone time for years.

I'm still living out of boxes, but I'll soon have a very tall (239cm!) wardrobe to stow my clothes et al. in. I've been getting up early, working hard, going home, and sleeping. No time to unpack!

On Tuesday night, T's friend Nick was having a fund-raiser party. He's a director and he's about to start making a new film, so to avoid getting his name on every credit card available to man, he put together a night of entertainment and charged $10 to get in. It was a fun night, and I met some friends of T's that I'd only ever heard about.

Now, though, I've been wading my way through Elizabeth Kübler-Ross' wisdom while keeping my head above water at school. I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Je Deménage Aujourd'hui!


Yesterday, I was zombified. My students wrote their midterms on Thursday, and the marks have to be submitted within 24 hours. I also have to tally up all their grades up to this point to send home report cards.

So, after a long day on Thursday, I made the mistake of taking 2 hours to myself to eat and watch The Office. I should have worked straight through. I marked from 10pm to midnight, and then got up at 4am to continue.

I was positively buzzing last night because I was so overtired. I was at school until around 6pm, trying to get ahead of myself for next week.

Because I move today, I won't get any prep done, and I have to work extra hard tomorrow - in my own place, nonetheless!

Marilyn and Mike are driving up from Ottawa with stuff I was storing at Aunt Jacky's (they're on the road now as I write), and are meeting me at T's place. Then, we're going to go to Ikea because there are no closets in my room and I need to buy a wardrobe. Then, I have to drop stuff off at the new house, drive to Anders' place with Marilyn's van, pick up his big items, drive them back, go for a lovey supper with the fam, and then collapse in a heap on my mattress, which may or may not be on a bedframe.

I hate moving. I've seen as more of a necessary evil in the last few years, though. I'm really glad I'll be moving into a home base, even though it's stupidly far from work.

Is deménager reflexive?

Tuesday, October 09, 2007


I got a new class today.

It starts tomorrow.

It's grade 11 English.

SO... it's not the class I've been teaching and I had less than 24 hours to prepare myself.

SO... this means on Mondays and Wednesdays I'm going to be teaching for 11 hours stright (8:30am to 7:30pm) with three 15-minute breaks to catch my breath.

SO... this means every other day I'll be teaching from 8:30am to 4:30pm with two 15 minute breaks.

Pray for Mojo.

Upside? As Jax said in a text, mo' money. I just don't know when I'll get to spend it.

I'll have to save it. Like a hobo. Pfft.

Monday, October 08, 2007

I'be God A Code.

My normally-robust Anglo-Saxon pedigree has failed me. I have a cold.

I thought I lectured too much on Wednesday. I'm sure my students agreed. I went home with a sore throat, and when it wasn't gone on Thursday I was suspicious that the cold was looming.

On Friday I ferried my gear back to T's house for the Thanksgiving weekend. Marianne came over for a pizza and some quality time, but in the short time she was over, I filled up with sneezing and stinging eyes and so on.

All weekend I have napped and moped and knit and sucked back fresh ginger tea (I'm talkin' chopped-up-ginger-root fresh) as if it were some panacea. It's not, but it's tasty.

I think, though, by tomorrow I should be better, and then I can dive back into the world of rotting minds. Moulding. Moulding minds...

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Rapid Fire.

I am now out of my friend's house because they needed my bed for a prodigal daughter. I now live with a friend of theirs, another stop north on the subway. It's a great house and it'll serve the purpose as a stop-gap until I move into my own house in 2 weeks. I miss my friend's house, though. Leaving was sad.

School is fine. As stressful as ever. Caught a plagiarist this weekend. I've wanted to do that for a while. It's very satisfying.

Went to Nuit Blanche this last weekend. It was this all-night, city-wide modern art "thing." I didn't really enjoy it, but I wandered off the beaten track and found myself in the gay village, which, while entertaining, wasn't part of the official festivities. The official stuff I did see what wierd esoteric stuff that mostly just makes me angry.

Then, the next day I went to "Word on the Street," which is a reading fair. I got two magazine subscriptions for cheap ("The Walrus" and "The Alternatives Journal," both Canadian). The whole thing was, as T described it, "a librarian's wet dream." He was right: it was great. I was surrounded by, drifting away in, revelling in a sea of geeks, and I loved it.

I'm at school now. I haven't had my computer going for some time, hence the lack of posts. Also, I've mostly been using the school compies, so I don't want to go on the Book of Face. If you've been trying to communicate with me on Facebook, knock it off. That's what email's for. So there.