The senseless killing of time

I made the most ridiculous dinner last night. We were going to make our own pizza but then I realized that we didn’t have a baking sheet big enough. So I decided to make breadsticks stuffed with cheese so we could dip them in pizza sauce. And that was dinner. Three cheese stuffed breadsticks. It turned out to be delicious but I did feel a like I was eating something peddled by Little Caesar’s. I took a vitamin just for reassurance.

I’ve been eating shit like that lately, I’m just blaming everything on my period for the next few days. I’ll go back to normal soon. Last night TBU was reading themillionizer.com and said it was the diary of a mad woman. He wasn’t entirely off. Hopefully when I get back from Mexico I’ll be more relaxed. I’m so nervous about being nervous on my trip and ruining it that I’m going to explode. What is the deal with that? Being so uptight about your vacation that you can’t relax. That defeats the purpose. I’m also stressed because TBU and I are going to Tahoe this weekend to help his mom paint her cabin then I work for two days and leave on Tuesday night. That doesn’t sound relaxing does it? It also don’t sound like someone like me is going to have enough time to prepare for a 3 week departure. I haven’t done things like you know, pack or even written a list of what I want to bring. I haven’t paid any of my bills, I can’t even find my checkbook.

It’s funny that I haven’t worked since June and 2 weeks after finally starting a job I’m leaving for 3 weeks. I need rest after all this hanging out with 8^th graders. It’s tough, right now he and the librarian are reshelving books and I’m sitting here tap-tap-tapping away. But it is fucking cold in here and that sucks. I need a real job. Wanna hear something funny? The other day after school my student’s mom asked me for my phone number so she could call me, you know if I have a question about the homework or anything. I laughed so hard, in my head of course. I gave her my home number, which sounds bad but I never use it and it doesn’t have an answering machine. It’s just kinda there so I can have a local number if I need it, I almost exclusively use my San Diego area cell phone. She can call but I won’t pick up, no one will. She could just read the info sheet the teachers pass out, well maybe if she weren’t such a lazy ass she could. I do not get paid enough to get phone calls at home. That is my own drunk and stoned time, do not disturb me.

Have I told you about Little Miss Sunshine? If you haven’t heard yet, you should see it. That movie had me smiling from the very beginning to the very end. It was a satisfyingly whole movie, a perfectly complete package. Everything was great from the acting to the lighting. The script was funny and the actors played it perfectly. There were a lot of points where it could have way over the top and too far fetched, but the cast kept it anchored and believable. And Steve Carell. Oh. So. Funny. Have I mentioned that I’m the pre-eminate Proust scholar in the US? No, not once. If you like movies, go see this.

[tags]Mexico, travel, work, Little Miss Sunshine, Steve Carell, movies[/tags]