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[14 May 2008|08:29pm] |
Home from work and I gave myself a haircut and I feel really handsome tonight. I'm wearing these awesome vintage Boy Scout shorts that I got at a thrift store and I'm settling in for the evening with a giant microwave burrito even though I don't have a microwave. I've also got a bottle of strawberry milk and a bag of Funyuns. [I am told that they are vegan. Is that true?]
The best part of it all is that to top this whole already-awesome night off I'm starting in with watching the pilot episode of the A-Team. It's a two-parter titled Mexican Slayride. I may just stay up so late watching A-Team episodes that it will be the very next day until I go to sleep.
[You should totally come over some time.]
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| how many days now between you and me, hawaii? |
[14 May 2008|09:41pm] |
too many.
( lots )
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| who comments most on this journal? |
[14 May 2008|07:32pm] |
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[14 May 2008|10:25pm] |
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| Show and Tell |
[15 May 2008|12:19pm] |
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I'd thought i'd post just a few of some things I've been making :)
( couple more flowers! )
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| Just a day away *sigh* |
[14 May 2008|07:06pm] |
This has been one of those weeks where I've been feeling a bit tired, a bit off balance. And so I'm very relieved to know that after working tomorrow, I have a four day weekend approaching! Friday is my flex day. Monday is Victoria Day.
I have absolutely no plans. And I don't intend to make any. I think my mother would even get turned down right now. I don't volunteer this weekend. Nothing. So I'm really really looking forward to just having some peace and quite, some time to relax, and READ and plan and hope and maybe even write (but we don't talk about that. oh no.) I may just have to do a pajama day. I also have some tv to watch, an episode of Cranford from Masterpiece Theatre, and a couple of Wire in the Blood episodes, which I'm very excited about. :)
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[14 May 2008|06:52pm] |
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I'm watching "Dexter." Who is the creator of this show? Because he/she is a fuckin' genius.
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| Purna Bahadur Vaidya, "Water Is Water" |
[15 May 2008|10:57am] |
WATER IS WATER
Water--
never blocks the light--
its ever moving skin
radiates; its single vision parsed into colors
explicates what's embodied
within light
That rainbow
water sketches on a blue slate
is a disquisition--
--what is and what is seen
borne forth in their fullness
by light
Me?--That very drop!
that attempts to write of light:
self emergent; the enlivened heat of it,
and the gentleness
resplendent on its surface
To express that
in the vastness outside itself
PURNA BAHADUR VAIDYA
Translated from the Nepal Bhasa (Newari) by Wayne Amtzis
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| Lava And Ash Flowing From Italy's Mt. Etna - Bush Environmental Policy Blamed |
[14 May 2008|05:27pm] |
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On my walk this morning, I discovered that a car had apparently burned at the scenic pullout. There was glass all over and low piles of burned stuff. It must have happened yesterday afternoon, as it wasn't there when I left for Santa Cruz and I didn't hear any sirens last night.
I got out the weedeater this afternoon and cut grass and weeds on my roadside trails. I was starting to get foxtails in my socks. I'll need to make one more pass in about a month. I think my coveralls end up weighing about twice as much when I've finished a weedeater session, just from the wet grass.
I'm doing a sock comparison test. I have an acrylic sock on my left foot and a coolmax sock on my right foot. It looks a bit silly until I remind myself that it can simply be considered avant garde. If I get interesting results, I'll apply for a grant for further research ;p
I think Dukie would look great with two small gold loops in his left ear.
Pizza awaits.
That is all. Over and out...
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[14 May 2008|08:00pm] |
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"The 69-year-old author of books about wild edibles (complete with companion recipes) has been foraging since she was weed-high."
. . .which with luck was long enough ago that she's past the statute of limitations, since she's being outed in a national newspaper and all.
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| Student Recognition Brunch |
[14 May 2008|07:31pm] |
I had my student recognition brunch on Tuesday. Jonathan went with me to help set it up. It went well. Our local hospital has a small auditorium/event room that they donated for our use for the day. Three donors gave us a total of $1300 for the cost of food (cooked and served by students at our local culinary arts program), $750 in cash awards, and incidentals.
My students were so thrilled and happy. Do you know I asked them to dress as they would for a job interview? And they DID! (That was thrilling in itself because 1) they remembered how to dress for a job interview and 2) THEY DID IT!) We had a total of 72 people present. About 36 of my students were there and the rest were guests, mostly parents. My Principal was there to help give out the certificates.
I had a little bit of problem with the Power point presentations that I had devleoped. It turned out that while my school has Microsoft Office 2007, the hospitals didn't and so the Power point I developed showing my students at work would open! Panic city. Fortunately, one of the Media specialists came to my rescue and brought down a lap top from our library. Then I had a hard time getting our computer to sync with their projection equipment. But with the support of a few computer savy people, I was able to get them open to show them.
I was so happy about how it turned out.
And there was a great surprise for me. My students got together behind my back and gave me a plaque with their group photograph on it that says, (honestly this is exactly what it says) "To our beloved teacher Mrs. Lorenz. CoStep Students 2007-2008". In order to present this, two of my students came up on stage and spoke to the audience.
One of them read, "We, the students, have an award that we would like to give out at this time. This award goes out to someone who deserves more than this. She has a kind and loving heart. She helps her students succeed. She wants us to grow up and be independent; to have us learn new things and achieve our goals. This special teacher has done so many wonderful things that are unbelievable. We are glad to know there is someone like her out there in this world. She is someone who cares about our future. She is someone who makes a tremendous difference in all our lives. She gives us the confidence to believe in ourselves. Today we are successful thanks to her! To us she is a jewel, a treasure; she is one of a kind!"
Another student read, "This award goes out to someone very special to all of us here today. She loves and cares about all her students around her. She puts in 120% of her time and effort for us. She might not have won the Golden Apple Award but in our eyes she is our Golden Apple Teacher --Mrs. Lorenz."
I felt like I was Mr. Holland in "Mr. Holland's Opus".
I don't have enough words to say how much this meant to me.
To borrow a quote from Mr. H's O:
Mr. Holland had a profound influence on my life and on a lot of lives I know. But I have a feeling that he considers a great part of his own life misspent. Rumor had it he was always working on this symphony of his. And this was going to make him famous, rich, probably both. But Mr. Holland isn't rich and he isn't famous, at least not outside of our little town. So it might be easy for him to think himself a failure. But he would be wrong, because I think that he's achieved a success far beyond riches and fame. Look around you. There is not a life in this room that you have not touched, and each of us is a better person because of you. We are your symphony Mr. Holland. We are the melodies and the notes of your opus. We are the music of your life.
Today I feel that maybe this might be able to be said about in a small way.
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[14 May 2008|05:06pm] |
This rocks my socks.
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| Have an Opinion? |
[14 May 2008|04:42pm] |
Um...
Rate stuff.
HERE.
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[14 May 2008|07:25pm] |
As I've mentioned, I work at a daycare. Recently, a couple of the parents had babies. I bought a little outfit for each one, and a card of congratulations. I got thank you cards from both families, but this one touched me very much. I've never been sure of how this family feels about me, so it made me feel wonderful to get such a lovely note.
"Jena,
Thank you for the cute little dress. I was surprised when I came home to see the dress. Also, thanks for all the thoughts and prayers throughout the pregnancy (it worked!). Thanks for all the great care and love you give to ******* every day - it makes it easier to be away knowing he is in great hands. :) Thanks for everything again!"
D'awwww.
</ultra-cheesefest>
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[14 May 2008|07:22pm] |
A Dumbledore/4th Doctor crossover drabble that took so long to find, I'm reposting it:
A Matter of Time
The Time Lord and the wizard sat in the middle of somewhen, enjoying both their afternoon tea and their conversation:
"...called again?"
White teeth flashed. "A Tardis."
The wizard nodded. "An excellent device- wonderfully spacious. I myself created several... Time-Turners, I call them; I fear they were recently broken, though, and I doubt I'll have the time to make more."
Another smile: "We could fix that."
"Perhaps... another time. Right now, I find myself distracted by this marvelous conveyance." He blinked, and examined his companion more closely. "You know, I enjoy knitting; did you do that delightful scarf yourself...?"
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