Wednesday, September 08, 2010
This and that
Georgie only likes to play with the pear, not eat it. The neighbor's tree is full of them this year. I guess there wasn't any wind when it blossomed because they are so numerous and small. Maybe that's why he didn't like them either. I haven't tried one, they might be sour for all I know.
I'm all prepped for my upcoming intensive classes - I spend a full work week with one group and then do it again and again, then a one week break, then again and again. Five groups. It starts on the 20th and all I've got left to do is the copying. The most odious task of my profession is dealing with that machine. They have a service at the college and I could drop them off to be done for me but I worry about things getting lost and feel better doing and organizing it all myself. What's a photocopier's version of flowers and candy because that machine always breaks down on me and I need to bring presents. I already flatter and coo but that doesn't consistently work. I'll go in this weekend when nobody's there to do it all. 200 teachers share two machines so it's impossible to do it during school.
Now I don't know what to do about the unemployment. I got fifty bucks for last week because I didn't work enough. Even though the previous week I made a ton of money. So I guess I'll get some compensation during my slow weeks (like this one right here) regardless of how much I work on my busy weeks. I don't really need the money now since I worked so much in August but there it is lying on the ground, I might as well pick it up. Still feel a little guilty though sucking that government teat.
At the doggie park today, I hurt myself and have no idea how I did it. Another person in the park pointed out that I was bleeding. Indeed. I had bled all down my shirt and pants from a wound somewhere on my pinky but had no idea where as there was a ton of blood and I had no pain. It wasn't until I got back to the car and kleenexed it, went home and washed it before I saw that there was a little chunk missing from my finger. Must have been a piece of broken glass in the grass where I wiped my hand of great dane drool. It's so strange the lack of pain though. Actually, there was pain, it just didn't come until I cleaned it out.
Two more days to the weekend but mine starts NOW, youpi! Later kids.