My wife just made an exceptional post on 9/11/01.
9/11 for me does not represent tradegy. It represents glory. It represents life. When someone mentions 9/11/01 my mind doesn't jump first to seeing world famous landmarks demolished (although it angers me that my children cannot visit the top of the Towers as I did nor can I or they see the statues of Budda). My mind jumps to the little wheel my wife's GYN was holding when she said, "Do you want to know what you were doing on Sept 11?" and to all the giggles, messy diapers and lessons of the wonders of life, learning and growth that followed. September 11, 2001 represents my fulfillment as a human being to leave a legacy.
As for the political side of things, it represents a loss of freedom as a coverup of a government mistake. Terrorism has always been present. I used to be proud to say that the only time the United States had ever been attacked on its own soil was during the Civil War (granted there were some pot shots from U-boats and Japanese subs during WWII). I saw the terrorists won. Their goal was to change the way we live. Most Americans live unrealistically in fear. The fear is irrational but it is what the terrorist wished to achieve. They have won. I feel like I'm living in George Orwell's book.
The silence in the skys on September 12, 2001 was wonderful and eerie. It was complimented by the silence on the roads. If we could have turned off all electricity and moved momentarily beyond the horror, I think it would have given a nation a day to be incredibly introspective, relate better to the ways our forefather's lived when they founded this nation, and appreciate more the modern conveniences on which we have come to depend.
I can no longer carry my pocket knife on an airplane. The pocket knife which is a reminder of achievement, safety, acts as a worry stone and fidget toy, and can be an ice breaker since I can do a great magic trick with it; However, I can drink from a coke can which can be ripped into a razor sharp weapon and I can wear a necklace of garrotable steel and I can carry eye stabbing pens and I can allow my fingernails to grow long to enable me to rip out your carotid artery bringing a messy rather instant death and I can hold my hand with my index finger and pinky straight out with the other two fingers bent and punch really hard into a mans neck crushing his Adam's apple giving him about 3 minutes to live (you can recover from this by painfully pushing your hands on the side of your throat to pop the Adam's apple back into shape) and I can cite many other examples from keys to belts to lady's products. All these added security measures that are great inconviences are simply misplaced funding to put on a dog and pony show for the American public and give them a false sense of security. It simply keeps an honest man honest.
We no longer refer to our emergency service as 911. It is now E-911 to distinguish from "the event." Some schools no longer run field trips to Washington DC to allow our students to learn about our government (it's easier for the dictators to supplant our lifestyle if a whole generation doesn't know how its suppose to work).
Our way of life as changed. The terrorists won.
Sunday, September 12, 2004
A New Day!
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This Morning
The toy banging eight year old.
The screaming toddler announcing she wanted out of the bedroom.
The slobbery stench creating bed pouncing puppy.
The countdown timer on available programming hours.
The plumbing snake suggesting it be used in 3 more places.
The near vomit inducing coughing.
I wanted to sleep in.
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This Morning
The toy banging eight year old.
The screaming toddler announcing she wanted out of the bedroom.
The slobbery stench creating bed pouncing puppy.
The countdown timer on available programming hours.
The plumbing snake suggesting it be used in 3 more places.
The near vomit inducing coughing.
I wanted to sleep in.
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Sink drains!
I've snaked the plumbing and the upstairs sink now drains properly. No more excuses for the kids to not brush their teeth or wash their hands.
Friday, September 10, 2004
We have the Flexi Comfort 3 (amz) retractable dog leash for Molly and I must say that it is wonderful! Does anyone have any idea what is the intended use of the smaller strap? I see no where to attach it. Our packaging was quickly discarded so if there were instructions they are long gone. It seems to big to be intended as a collar and the material too thin without presenting a cutting hazard. To me it would seem to serve as a safety strap perhaps attaching to the device and your belt loop incase you dropped it but I see no way to do that. Any suggestions?
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Woke this morning feeling hung over. The sinus seems a bit better. I think its allergies. Took my last zyrtec (sp?) today and will have to switch to allegra. Still irritated that I've gone most of my life without allergies and now they suddenly pop up.
Today is going to be rough.
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Woke this morning feeling hung over. The sinus seems a bit better. I think its allergies. Took my last zyrtec (sp?) today and will have to switch to allegra. Still irritated that I've gone most of my life without allergies and now they suddenly pop up.
Today is going to be rough.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Political
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Poem - Of Friendship
"I Remember the Value of Friendship"
Yesterday I was reminded of the value of friendship.
Friendship is like a plant.
Treat it harshly and it will die.
Forget to nourish it and it will go away.
Talk to it or it will not grow.
Take it for granted and lose it.
Visit with it or else it becomes just another thing.
Friend, like a plant, is beautiful - keep it well!
-DM 5/10/1998
Yesterday I was reminded of the value of friendship.
Friendship is like a plant.
Treat it harshly and it will die.
Forget to nourish it and it will go away.
Talk to it or it will not grow.
Take it for granted and lose it.
Visit with it or else it becomes just another thing.
Friend, like a plant, is beautiful - keep it well!
-DM 5/10/1998
Ah Soul!
I need David Carradine (first season on Amazon) or Pat Morita (amz) to step into my live and push me around some.
A New Day!
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Woke at 12:30, 1, 3, 5 and 6:07. Woke in pure unadulterated panic. My fist sore from yesterday. Time to take the kids to the bus stop.
Yesterday
Cathy was gone to pick up Sarah. Amy was playing in Noah's room. Noah was playing Gameboy in the kitchen. I went downstairs to get the Sizzix and got distracted on the computer. When I came back upstairs Amy was not in Noah's room. She was not in Sarah's room. I raced through the house calling her name and could not find her. She did not answer! I called louder and retraced my steps looking high and low and flipping covers. I called to Noah and he said, "She's in my room!" I told him to help look so he came and stood by my side. No sign of Amy. Panic! No answer. More panic! I told Noah to look elsewhere and he finally called, "here she is!" Amy had stripped and squeezed her feet and bottom completely into the dog water bowl and was tossing the dog food all over the place. Noah should have heard the noise. He gets so caught up in that game that the house could be burning down and he wouldn't know. I was scared and angry with myself for not watching more closely and I lost a battle with the kitchen cabinet. Wood 1; Fist 0.
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This Morning
Woke at 12:30, 1, 3, 5 and 6:07. Woke in pure unadulterated panic. My fist sore from yesterday. Time to take the kids to the bus stop.
Yesterday
Cathy was gone to pick up Sarah. Amy was playing in Noah's room. Noah was playing Gameboy in the kitchen. I went downstairs to get the Sizzix and got distracted on the computer. When I came back upstairs Amy was not in Noah's room. She was not in Sarah's room. I raced through the house calling her name and could not find her. She did not answer! I called louder and retraced my steps looking high and low and flipping covers. I called to Noah and he said, "She's in my room!" I told him to help look so he came and stood by my side. No sign of Amy. Panic! No answer. More panic! I told Noah to look elsewhere and he finally called, "here she is!" Amy had stripped and squeezed her feet and bottom completely into the dog water bowl and was tossing the dog food all over the place. Noah should have heard the noise. He gets so caught up in that game that the house could be burning down and he wouldn't know. I was scared and angry with myself for not watching more closely and I lost a battle with the kitchen cabinet. Wood 1; Fist 0.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Slick Deal
Dotster and several other registrars are giving away 25 free 1 year registrations for .info domains. Catch that! 1 year. After that you'll have to renew or transfer to another registrar so expect to pay $4-15 per domain (that could be 25 times so $100-$375 per year for these "free" domains). I've picked up several myself so far. Wonder how much I can sell this microsoft.info for?
A New Day!
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The kids are off to school. Today is to be action packed. We are in battle mode but we don't want to be. I hate fighting the school system particularly when it seems like Tommy is not on our side.
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The kids are off to school. Today is to be action packed. We are in battle mode but we don't want to be. I hate fighting the school system particularly when it seems like Tommy is not on our side.
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
Dungeons and Dragons
Tommy and I went to his friend's house to play Dungeons and Dragons. Tommy maintained and was in good control. Only once did he try to sneak up to his friend's room prompting his friend to ask him not to. He knows better. Overall, an exceptional adventure and an exceptional evening.
I wish I had played Rune Quest more in college.
I wish I had played Rune Quest more in college.
Bush Campaign Poplar Bluff, Missouri I am told this is a live clip from yesterday that is undoctored.
"We got an issue in America. Too many good docs are getting out of business. Too many obgyns aren't able to practice their .. their love with women all across this country."
Monday, September 06, 2004
Hot Fun
Took the crew including Molly to the park. Noah had a metal detector in hand, Amy fell asleep in the car, Tommy had his airplane, Sarah had Molly, Cathy had Amy, and I had a mission.
Sarah immediately started to tie Molly up so I took Molly. Tommy and I went off and flew his plane. It worked well until one crash caused the wings to quit opening. One more toy for me to repair.
Amy woke of course and went to declaring all the play ground equipment, "hot!"
Pre-teen Sarah bored quickly and declared, "the mall is more fun than the park."
Tommy grew weary of shooting a plane in the sky that would not open its wings.
Noah sought Tommy and I out.
Molly got released within the ballfield since it was totally contained but instead of running wildly she stayed by my side. Tommy said, "wee! Look at her. She's so happy. Look at her run!" This said while she walked slowly toward the gate as if begging to be let out.
We actually had a pretty good time and Molly was so worn out that she slept hard most of the rest of the day.
Sarah immediately started to tie Molly up so I took Molly. Tommy and I went off and flew his plane. It worked well until one crash caused the wings to quit opening. One more toy for me to repair.
Amy woke of course and went to declaring all the play ground equipment, "hot!"
Pre-teen Sarah bored quickly and declared, "the mall is more fun than the park."
Tommy grew weary of shooting a plane in the sky that would not open its wings.
Noah sought Tommy and I out.
Molly got released within the ballfield since it was totally contained but instead of running wildly she stayed by my side. Tommy said, "wee! Look at her. She's so happy. Look at her run!" This said while she walked slowly toward the gate as if begging to be let out.
We actually had a pretty good time and Molly was so worn out that she slept hard most of the rest of the day.
Angry Times
There was a time in my life where anger controlled everything I did. People jumped when I said jump, I motivated myself, things got done, my debt was small and my finances managed. Although angry, these were relatively happy times. I was in control.
I came to a point where my anger was directed inward and I was unhappy with my treatment of others. I went to the mountains and had a long talk with myself. I had several meditations. I participated briefly in non-mainstream religion focused on the earth, spirit and peace. I made a conscious decision to cut anger out of my life completely. I would go with the flow and accept whatever destiny tossed my way.
I also made a decision around this time to quit feverously seeking a mate. I would date and I would date everything with curves that showed the slightest interest. I had a university with somewhere around 16,000 women to conquer and I had the mindset that I would do just that!
Isn't it funny how when you quit looking for something it comes right to you. In all my times of chasing women, the times they actually desired me the most were the times I didn't want them.
Enter my first wife. We dated once. On our second date, she was "too tired to drive home" so my roommate and I being incredibly laid back and carefree said the same thing we would say to anyone else, "sure, stay over." She never went home again. At one point, a week or two later, my roommate and I flat out asked her to go home (we were running out of clothes at an incredible rate). She went home and came right back. It wasn't long before I was angry again and yelling frequently. At one point she explained, "I communicate by yelling." The next 7 years of my life would have lots of yelling.
Of late I've been biting my tongue so hard that it bleeds and trying my darnest to make sure that I am not unnecessarily outlashing at anyone. Of course I have failures and afterwards I mentally beat myself to a pulp for my weakness. The failures are mostly around the kids and family although I recently flipped a radio station van the bird. Considering that one and perhaps 2 other incidents that I quickly corrected, I can think of almost no road rage in the past many years of my life. I've twice been threatened with a gun over road rage incidents in my early 20s - once it took me a couple of minutes to process that the guy was offering to shoot me; the other time I begged him to try.
Since high school drywall has not stood a chance against me except in the rare case that their ally the two by four jumps into the fight. Cider block proves to be a much more worthy adversary but not for lack of trying; fortunately I never broke my hand but I certainly thought I did a couple of times. We have one wall that remains a memorial to such stupidity although I cannot remember if it happened during this marriage or last. I do know that I have had the urge on more than one occasion but I have definitely resisted successfully.
Perhaps I should return to just being an angry person all the time. Happy seems like so much work with so little gain.
Let me be the enemy! My family will rally against me but they will be unified and they will be stronger for it.
I do not like anger.
I came to a point where my anger was directed inward and I was unhappy with my treatment of others. I went to the mountains and had a long talk with myself. I had several meditations. I participated briefly in non-mainstream religion focused on the earth, spirit and peace. I made a conscious decision to cut anger out of my life completely. I would go with the flow and accept whatever destiny tossed my way.
I also made a decision around this time to quit feverously seeking a mate. I would date and I would date everything with curves that showed the slightest interest. I had a university with somewhere around 16,000 women to conquer and I had the mindset that I would do just that!
Isn't it funny how when you quit looking for something it comes right to you. In all my times of chasing women, the times they actually desired me the most were the times I didn't want them.
Enter my first wife. We dated once. On our second date, she was "too tired to drive home" so my roommate and I being incredibly laid back and carefree said the same thing we would say to anyone else, "sure, stay over." She never went home again. At one point, a week or two later, my roommate and I flat out asked her to go home (we were running out of clothes at an incredible rate). She went home and came right back. It wasn't long before I was angry again and yelling frequently. At one point she explained, "I communicate by yelling." The next 7 years of my life would have lots of yelling.
Of late I've been biting my tongue so hard that it bleeds and trying my darnest to make sure that I am not unnecessarily outlashing at anyone. Of course I have failures and afterwards I mentally beat myself to a pulp for my weakness. The failures are mostly around the kids and family although I recently flipped a radio station van the bird. Considering that one and perhaps 2 other incidents that I quickly corrected, I can think of almost no road rage in the past many years of my life. I've twice been threatened with a gun over road rage incidents in my early 20s - once it took me a couple of minutes to process that the guy was offering to shoot me; the other time I begged him to try.
Since high school drywall has not stood a chance against me except in the rare case that their ally the two by four jumps into the fight. Cider block proves to be a much more worthy adversary but not for lack of trying; fortunately I never broke my hand but I certainly thought I did a couple of times. We have one wall that remains a memorial to such stupidity although I cannot remember if it happened during this marriage or last. I do know that I have had the urge on more than one occasion but I have definitely resisted successfully.
Let me be the enemy! My family will rally against me but they will be unified and they will be stronger for it.
I do not like anger.
From the Mouths of Babes
It is so fun watching Amy grow. To see those tiny hands control a bowl of milk left over from cereal with such dexterity is amazing. I am so surprised that it doesn't just pour into her lap.
A New Day!
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Last night Tommy and I had a great time at the game. It wasn't until we were within 20 feet of the car that he decided to have his meltdown.
This morning I felt like I'd been run over by a truck due to the yardwork, the awkward seating in the stadium (sardines++), the huge amount of walking, and the late hour. I came upstairs to chaos and instead of helping I added to the chaos by getting upset.
Today needed productive. Either it needed to be all programming or the kids needed to get to a park. I wanted to take my wife to a matinee movie. Instead, it is going to be shot to hell.
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This Morning
Last night Tommy and I had a great time at the game. It wasn't until we were within 20 feet of the car that he decided to have his meltdown.
This morning I felt like I'd been run over by a truck due to the yardwork, the awkward seating in the stadium (sardines++), the huge amount of walking, and the late hour. I came upstairs to chaos and instead of helping I added to the chaos by getting upset.
Today needed productive. Either it needed to be all programming or the kids needed to get to a park. I wanted to take my wife to a matinee movie. Instead, it is going to be shot to hell.
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Tommy and I are at the University of TN versus University of Las Vegas football game. Pics on phlog.net user djuggler. Well played game with some exceptions. Final score was 42 to 17.
Dreams
I dreamed last night I was playing a violin. The tuning pegs were out but that was fine. Besides they were longer than the violin itself. The chin support was on the wrong side too.
The intruments I have played are the piano, clarinet, guitar and harmonica. Never a violin.
The intruments I have played are the piano, clarinet, guitar and harmonica. Never a violin.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Master, help me prioritize!
Master: Give me a list with the most important at the top and the least important at the bottom. I will review it with you.
Master: Give me a list with the most important at the top and the least important at the bottom. I will review it with you.
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Oh I slept like the dead! I woke once at 3:30 and considered getting up for some programming. I could have. I should have. I didn't. I slept in! No screaming baby. Ignored the dog figuring it would use the paper. Of course, the gate to the bedroom was left open and the gate at the base of the stairs so it had full run of most of the house (the hallway gate was closed) to use its favorite spots. Once this morning a slobbery dog decided that I should be awake and assualted me with kisses. Unpleasant and funny at the same time.
Last Evening
After plumbing I switched to car cleaning but only got some vaccuuming done on one before the child swap came. Tommy brought home. Amy, Noah and Sarah swept away. We had a dinner and got to bed early. I tried watching a movie with my wife but I was to exhausted and faded away.
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This Morning
Oh I slept like the dead! I woke once at 3:30 and considered getting up for some programming. I could have. I should have. I didn't. I slept in! No screaming baby. Ignored the dog figuring it would use the paper. Of course, the gate to the bedroom was left open and the gate at the base of the stairs so it had full run of most of the house (the hallway gate was closed) to use its favorite spots. Once this morning a slobbery dog decided that I should be awake and assualted me with kisses. Unpleasant and funny at the same time.
Last Evening
After plumbing I switched to car cleaning but only got some vaccuuming done on one before the child swap came. Tommy brought home. Amy, Noah and Sarah swept away. We had a dinner and got to bed early. I tried watching a movie with my wife but I was to exhausted and faded away.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
More Plumbing
The bathtub upstairs has had a leak from the hot faucet that was potentially going inside the wall. I decided to repair it and in the process stopped a mold causing, wall damaging, water wasting, money sucking leak into just a water wasting, money sucking leaks (now on the cold side but definitely not inside the wall).
The leak on the faucet out back apparently self corrected so the water in the house is pretty much under control at the moment.
Time to wash some cars.
The leak on the faucet out back apparently self corrected so the water in the house is pretty much under control at the moment.
Time to wash some cars.
Drip Drip Drip
One mosquitoe causing, water wasting, money sucking faucet leak fixed.
I remember moving to New Orleans and being at a T ball game and asking if there was a spigot around because I wanted a drink of water. One lady nearby cackled and said, "I haven't heard a faucet called a spigot in years!" Of course, I think the whole concept of drawing water from a pipe outside or a hose to quench a thirst would blow my kids' minds.
I remember moving to New Orleans and being at a T ball game and asking if there was a spigot around because I wanted a drink of water. One lady nearby cackled and said, "I haven't heard a faucet called a spigot in years!" Of course, I think the whole concept of drawing water from a pipe outside or a hose to quench a thirst would blow my kids' minds.
Declining Health
I can feel my body trying to decide whether or not to be sick. I'm overcoming and tending toward health right now. I could feel illness in my throat this morning and I haven't been able to hear well from my right ear for 2 days.
State of Me
Bike repair mode. Current mental abuse: beating self over condition the yard including the quantity of mosquitoes, unplanted dying plants, incomplete French drain, lack of control over overgrowth, uncut grass, incomplete landscaping plants. Also over my inexcusable lack of areas for the children to properly store and care for their toys. My lack of care for their toys such as bikes, scooters, etc.
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This Morning
Yesterday afternoon was a blur. My one goal above all was to get to my friend's house and put a little joint compound on the wall. I did not achieve that. Instead I had a great afternoon with the kids, at dusk we moved Sarah and a friend to the movie theatre for "I, Robot," then we took Noah and Amy to Fuddrucker's for hamburgers. When I picked the girls up from the movie I asked, "So, did it inspire you to read the book?" And Sarah replies with surprise, "There's a book?" Then continues, "no, the movie is better. And it's easier." So sad. Cathy and I enjoyed the evening together. For once, I ignored the computer and spent some quality time with my wife.
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This Morning
Yesterday afternoon was a blur. My one goal above all was to get to my friend's house and put a little joint compound on the wall. I did not achieve that. Instead I had a great afternoon with the kids, at dusk we moved Sarah and a friend to the movie theatre for "I, Robot," then we took Noah and Amy to Fuddrucker's for hamburgers. When I picked the girls up from the movie I asked, "So, did it inspire you to read the book?" And Sarah replies with surprise, "There's a book?" Then continues, "no, the movie is better. And it's easier." So sad. Cathy and I enjoyed the evening together. For once, I ignored the computer and spent some quality time with my wife.
Friday, September 03, 2004
Everyone is always out to nickel and dime you. Just checked my Cingular bill to find 1.40 that is not supposed to be on there. Granted, "It's only $1.40" but if I let 10 companies get away with that then that's $15 per month being thrown away. Besides, what's to say that that $1.40 doesn't grow to $10 next month. This is not a Capitalist nation. We live in a Hustler's state.
Progress!
The morning has been spent documenting previous work done for a client to accompany the invoice, chatting with my contract regarding a product I sell, invoicing for another client, discussions with the insurance company, payment to the insurance company, verification that the rubber check I received is not to be rubber anymore, discussions with Dell regarding memory for a client's computer, and discussions with Linksys on options for improving a client's wireless network and how I can become a Linksys reseller.
In closing I receive a phonecall from the school explaining that all other students had to be removed from the classroom because Tommy 3 times has shoved a nickle so far up his nose that you could not see the shiny part. Tommy in the background, "I'm suffocating!"
Time to eat something.
In closing I receive a phonecall from the school explaining that all other students had to be removed from the classroom because Tommy 3 times has shoved a nickle so far up his nose that you could not see the shiny part. Tommy in the background, "I'm suffocating!"
Time to eat something.
Seeking Calm
Man I could use some Valium (never had any) or Vicodin right now. Even some Meclizine would be helpful. I suppose I could have a sugar cube and tell myself to relax. I bet I could even read the ingredients and convince myself that the side affects were focus, productivity and income.
Politically Incorrect
Tard-blog.com in it's RITI SPED archives has numerous stories of special education teacher's escapades and frustrations. According to my wife these stories originate in Knoxville (I have to wonder how many are influenced by Tommy). Apparently the creator of the site(offensive, adult oriented) comes from NC to see UT games and met RITI here (maybe more than 'met'). The stories in Tard-blog.com do not offend me as I can see Tommy as the antagonist in many of them and as such I can empathize and laugh at the stories.
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This Morning
So yesterday I had an interview. I did a lousy job. I really need interview practice. I was too nervous. The job sounded exciting.
I deposited a check yesterday and wrote several checks based on that deposit. At the end of the day the person that wrote the check that I deposited called to tell me it will bounce. Now I'm back to producing miracles.
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This Morning
So yesterday I had an interview. I did a lousy job. I really need interview practice. I was too nervous. The job sounded exciting.
I deposited a check yesterday and wrote several checks based on that deposit. At the end of the day the person that wrote the check that I deposited called to tell me it will bounce. Now I'm back to producing miracles.
Thursday, September 02, 2004
Administrative Day
Looks like today is turning into one of those days that control me. I must just go where the winds take me.
I hate politics
School politics drive me ape. Totally unnecessary. When people put their career (teaching, administration) above the purpose (the students) then they need to be fired.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Do I have a choice?
Master: You can choose to fight or choose to accept your destiny.
Master: You can choose to fight or choose to accept your destiny.
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This Morning
Slept hard last night rising at 6:15. Shut the alarm off before it went of to not disturb the wife. Tried hard to get dressed without waking the dog--failed. When upstairs and tried to get Sarah out of bed without waking Amy--failed. Tried to handle my stress--failed. What could be a great day I started off with temper and anger. Let's turn that around. Today shall be busy busy and we don't need contrived difficulties.
I had begun the day wanting to write on several topics but they have all faded. It is sometimes difficult to write about your life and live it at the same time.
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This Morning
Slept hard last night rising at 6:15. Shut the alarm off before it went of to not disturb the wife. Tried hard to get dressed without waking the dog--failed. When upstairs and tried to get Sarah out of bed without waking Amy--failed. Tried to handle my stress--failed. What could be a great day I started off with temper and anger. Let's turn that around. Today shall be busy busy and we don't need contrived difficulties.
I had begun the day wanting to write on several topics but they have all faded. It is sometimes difficult to write about your life and live it at the same time.
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
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