Llama Llama Duck

Posted on 1/9/2005 by alianora

I dont feel like getting into the RL stuff that has gone on lately. Short version: went home for christmas, my grandmother had sugery, made it back through no help of the travel gods (who hate me somehow), then turned right back around and went back to georgia for grandmother’s funeral. im kinda tired. and stressed.

so, instead of dealing with reality, i bring you…LLAMAS.

and for those of you who A)are scared of llamas, or B)are Lost fans, go see Sawyer.

oh hell, just go to both of them. they’re funny.

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Stranded At the Drive-In

Posted on 12/24/2004 by alianora

Ok, so for those of you who care, and so i dont have to tell the same story over and over and over again, here is what happened.

we got stuck.

we were up and awake and running around bright and early on December 23rd…like 6 am early. We threw in the last of our stuff, ran a couple of errands and headed to denver.

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Sleeeepy Sunday

Posted on 12/19/2004 by alianora

i love the thought i dont have to go to work tomorrow. Or Tuesday. Or Wednesday.

I would say Thursday, but we are heading home to Disappointment, Georgia on Thursday, and traveling is a pain, so i consider it time on the clock.

This will be Brandus’s first Christmas with the whole Clan, so im a little concerned about him.

Really, we arent THAT bad..except for my grandfather, who gets a kick out of scaring people, but there are a lot of us on Christmas day. And we follow our traditions.

Christmas Eve involves a christmas party that i dont particularly enjoy, as the majority of the people there either barely know me, or have been putting up with/avoiding me since junior high. but i have to go, as its TRADITION.

Then, the Christmas Eve service, which i go to because its pretty. and not as boring as weekly church. not sure if Brandus will be comfortable going, so thats up to him.

Then the annual, Lets-Stay-Up-Late-And-Help-Mom-Wrap-Presents, which usually continues until 2 am or so. This is interspersed with Let-Your-Sister-Wrap-That, You-Didnt-See-That, and Dont-Tell-Your-Father.

Then when we get up Christmas morning, we have to wait until Daddy sets up the video camera, and the whole family has stumbled upstairs to the kitchen (yes, upstairs. the house is upside down) in various forms of dress, and possibly eaten breakfast.

You can take one set of new clothes back to your room, but its expected you will leave the majority of your presents out, as the grandparents will want to see what Santa brought you, so Dont-Touch-That!

THEN, the family decends en masse.

My male cousins and I have been sitting at the kids table for years, which, oddly enough, i enjoy.

although last year, one cousin on each side (ages 23 and 21, i think) spent supper comparing drug rehab centers. *facepalm*

Where we will sit this year, with the addition of brandus, i have no idea.

then, after we have successfully eaten every scrap of fried okra and tried to control our retching when faced with the ambrosia, we get to clean up.

by this time, its something like 3 or 4 in the afternoon, and WE ARENT DONE YET.

now we get to go over to the grandparents, and open our family presents.

*collapse*

poor kid has no idea what he is getting into.

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Fixable

Posted on 12/16/2004 by alianora

Im feeling much less frail now. i came home and moped and annoyed brandon, and then took a nap, and then ate tons of mac and cheese and am planning my assault on the ice cream.

ben and jerry are my two favorite people. yes.

the horrific Britney Spears movie, Crossroads, is on tv right now. its so awful, its fabulous. i love it. and its making me crave Waffle House, because they stop there and showed coffee and hashbrowns and oooh, waffle house. melisa is about to head south, and she will get to go, but i have to wait until next week! and i am now craving haspbrowns, scattered. with ketchup. i love how virginal Britney looks in this movie..or did, until her friend tarted her up to sing “i love rock and roll” and she decided a stripper pole was an ok place to lean against. and that they singalong to an Nsync song. *sporfle*

i loathe people today. not you, because j’adore anyone who reads the spiral. because i am shallow and an attention whore. but parents and students are vile, evil things that i wish to GO AWAY. and take grades and IEPs and my insecurities away with them.

i need more chocolate to get through this movie. *snickers*

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Worthless, Useless, and Generally Inept

Posted on 12/16/2004 by alianora

Sometimes i wonder why the hell im a teacher.

for those of you who know me personally, this is not a surprise. i graduated from college swearing i would never use my shiny new teaching certificate, and its only through a series of bizarre events that i am a teacher at all.

and this week, i wonder why.

i feel like a failure. I feel like i suck as a teacher, and i dont get things done, and all parents think im inadaquate.

earlier this year, there was evidently an altercation of some sort between two kids when i was on the phone. i didnt hear it, but it involved a girl’s fingers being squeezed hard by one of the boys, “and she screamed but you didnt notice.” the principal was called, i talked to kids, mom, dad, principal, and i STILL dont know what the fuck happened.

today i get a phone call from a social worker. a girl’s foster parents think she is doing nothing in my class, and so instead of calling me, they call social worker, and SHE calls me. and yes, this kid i have been unable to place in a job situation, through no fault on either side, and has been spending her free hours playing on the computer. the psych here agrees, lots of down time.

but what the heck am i supposed to DO about it? we HAD her a job, but the manager quit. new manager wasnt interested. went about setting her up an interview, that she didnt bother to tell anyone about until AFTER it had passed, so naturually, she didnt get it.

Im trying.

Im failing.

I hate being a teacher.

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