11.26.2005,22:05

See, I'm not bitter. It's more like a condition we all acquire by osmosis, resulting from the f**ked up world we live in. I'm going to hide under a rock until my personal sense of world-saving obligation diminishes to a survivable level again. Posted by Picasa
 
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,21:59
empty
By the time I get to posting here, I've already used up everything I have. The reason this blog tends not to be a massive, deep, thoughtful look at the entire conents of my head is that when I finally surface and have time to do things like piss around on the internet, I'm so exhausted from reflecting on the misinformed congnitive heuristics we use to make political descisions, where apathy comes from, the role of teachers and education in social change, classism as the last acceptable form of discrimination, and so forth (not to metion how I can squeeze a bit more sleep in to my already too packed day - hmm, 2pac-ed, eh?) that I can barely keep myself from just whapping my forhead against the keyboard repeatedly and posting the results.

Which would look something like this:
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Which might even be more meaningful than whatever it is I usually end up coming up with.

Suffice it to say, if you happen to already have all the world's major problems all figure out and just haven't mentioned it yet, this might be a good time.

I'm going to try and finish an essay about teachign for social justice right now. I'd rather just make it a performance art piece and spend a few hours screaming at a wall.

I told you, I'm not bitter. (just mad??)
 
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11.24.2005,09:59
fog of death
this is what, day 9 now, of Vancouver being wrapped up in thick fog, which means it's also day 9 of my pressure headache and I think this fog might be the kind that turns you inside out that the Simpsons warned us all about. That's what I'm blaming all my current dysfunctionality on anyways.

I'm busy. I'm always busy lately. I have a 30 minute presentation this afternoon, and as I near the end of term, things just keep piling up. I have a hard time even sustaning a conversation right now, because my brain keeps drifting off to any of the billion or so things I'm currently working on. I feel like I've developed ADD. All I know is after about Dec. 12 I get a bit of a break, and that's the light at the end of my tunnel.

I can see blue sky out my window, so it can't be all bad.
nI, nA, nL, I
You scored 25 Introversion, 25 Attachment, 25 Logic, and 66 Intellect!
You are: NOT introverted. NOT attached. NOT logical. Intellectual. Right, so you're an outgoing independent sort who prefers to use the heart rather than the head. You also like to learn. Cool. That seems pretty rare to me. Hmmm, you seem like quite the artistic type to me. You probably like talking with people about somewhat more meaningful and deep things rather than chit chat. Go you.





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Link: Schizothyme on The Who Are You? Test written by Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test
 
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11.20.2005,18:47
procrastinating
You are 50% geek
You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.

Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.


You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!


Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!


You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.

Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com

 
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,18:32
grrr
when only about 130,000 people in all of Vancouver bother to vote, I begin to wonder why I bother. It's just exhausting to care when no one else seems to.

That from a future high school teacher, may I note. I suppose I'll have to call myself a wha-mbulance and get over it.

Am busy designing hoops to make social studies 10 class jump through. They'll learn whether they like it or not.
 
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11.19.2005,11:19
civic election day
GO VOTE!

That is all.
 
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11.18.2005,06:45
sleep dep blinders
life is moving on well enough, or at least so it seems, but I've lost long-term perspective. It's one of those things where I have so much I have to do before Christmas break, that thinking beyond a day or two is just unproductive and prone to cause twitching. But on a day scale, things are a-oaky, even peachy. Yesterday was lovely, but I think avoiding 12 and 14 hour days at school might be on the road to becoming a new priority. After all, I need the hours to spend in front of my computer screen.
 
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11.12.2005,09:39
more rain, terminal more rain
I feel like I've gone under cover, becuase right now if I think too far into the future, it feels like a mudslide - I have no footing and can't breathe. I have more hours of self-doubt than sleep in the last couple of weeks, and I'm just trying to make sense of it all. Every day and decision seems to warrant evasion since I've just been feeling far too pinned down. It's a gentle day and I'm hoping to keep it that way.

Yours in reconstruction...
 
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11.08.2005,06:44
stolen meme
Leave your name and

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.

Only I might have to e-mail that last one to you, or send it to you in some non-public way, but tthat's okay. And you might have to wait for after Thursday for me to do my bit, but that's okay too. C'mon, it'll be fun!
 
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11.05.2005,16:27
november sux
I'm hibernating today. November is always the month that I can just barley make it through. Cold, wet, dark, and invariably stressful. Last week was one fo the busiest of my life so far, and I feel like I'm in recovery today. Hiding from starting lesson plans for a Langston Hughes short story and the war of 1812 by pissing around online, with Hockey Night in Canada on in the background. So far, this Uprising buttermilk scone and cup of earl grey tea have been sufficient insulation against the darkness outside, but I sure hope this month doesn't feel too long this year, because I don't know if I could take it.

My background project right now is talking people into voting in Vancouver's upcoming civic election (the 19 of this month). I think I've already picked my candidates, but it has come down to whose freinds I trust the most as much as which actual potential mayor. With this provincial government, we really can't afford a less-progressive city council. Will you be voting? Do you know who for? Let's talk election.
 
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11.02.2005,16:59
so busy, need to reverse centrifugal force
My brain is just swimming. The past three days have been utter madness, but at the same time, I think it's getting to be madness in a good way. I'm starting to recognize some student faces in the halls, and even better, some of them are starting to recognize me. I'm already working with the debate team, who is headed to the UBC highschool debate tournament this weekend, and I have two lessons lined up to teach at the start of next week. One of the lessons is on the fur trade, which I haven't studied since the dawn of time, so some brushing up will be required. It would all seem managable if only I had time to get some sleep. I swear there is no busier species than the teacher.

I'm going to flake out now. Brain coming in for a landing.
 
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