48 Hours
Yesterday was a terrible day at work. I was exhausted, I taught a class, and just had to get it in my head that I'm burning the FUCK out and I need to watch it before it winds up killing me. And my lovelies, it is. Slowly but surely I can feel my brain melting away. My head ain't on straight. I have a vibe going on in my head that has hit a skip the way a CD just can't get past a scratch. The saving glory of my life is my blog, my creative life, and my friends and family. That's it baby, nothing more nothing less. If I could afford it, I'd quit my job, move out again and find my soul.
Cause it's slippin' from me like sand through my fingers.
Today was more of the same, I am distracted, can't focus very well, and I'm ready to just up an bounce. But I love my kids, I really do. So this is what my last 48 hours were like.
Last night I hooked up with 40 Day's boy Goin' On and his homegirl Pinatubo. I headed down there after work and threw down some sushi and miso soup beforehand. I went to the club, sat down and downed a mandarin cosmo. The music is kickin' at Pearl's. Some of you may know that's my regular jazz joint, and I love it there. Good people, for the most part cause some patrons get on my damn nerves, and the Vince Lateano group is the joint. Another Mandarin. Another Beer. Another Ketel and Cran. Next thing you know it's 1AM. Time to bounce. Late nite eats at Calzone's. I'm in heaven. Jazz, good food, excellent (and I mean this to the utmost) company.
I bought a Ms. Bento lunch pail today because I have been secretly lusting after one the way I lust after most objects I feel are absolutely cute. I visited a variety type store in Chinatown and picked one up for 40 bucks (it's a TIGHT lunch pail, don't give me shit because it's hella bucks, Imma slap you). I better get a lot of usage out of it.
Today I also worked my ass off doing literally nothing of great import. I am starting to do work on my performance evaluation. I'm also considering letting my boss know that I plan on applying to other schools. It's hard because I dont' want to leave where I am right now, but I really feel like I need to grow more, and it's not happening. I don't want to get into details, but I'm planning some moves here and there. I'll keep you posted. After work I took two of my students, Saran Wrap and Hooters, to Malibu Grand Prix and Mini Golf drama Center. Played some games, won some prizes and met up with Goin' On and Pinatubo. It was real sweet of them to come on out with us. Props. Much props.
We went to a bar afterwards, but it was wack because believe it or not they ran out of beer. What a bunch of shit. They also had us waiting for days while we tried to get a table.Maybe that's why I stopped going there. Anyways, it was a good thing because yo' Girl is tired, and I have a lot of work to do tomorrow. Hope all is well, and that you are all tucked in your beds, with visions of sugarplum fairies dancing in your head.
Laters,
Voodoo

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