Carrying the torch

Well, it's been a while since I posted. What is new? Pretty much
everything. New apartment, new job, new designer shoes, and
a new toothbrush. And I love them all. Maybe life isn't so bad.

Not sure why I bother blogging....noone reads this, and blogging
is now as trendy as hoola hoops. K, maybe hoola hoops aren't
trendy anymore. But I guess blogging is like a hoola hoop in
respect to the fact that lots of people have them, and if you
are an avid 'hooper', noone cares. I guess I write to arrange
my thoughts? I can't afford a Psychiatrist...and nowadays
they're all booked by celebrities anyway.

Man I love my new school, and new living arrangement.
I now live in a mainly Jewish community off Bathurst,
and my class is made up of mostly Jewish kids. And they
are good, well behaved students. What a difference. I've
lived through 4 years of mostly classroom management
with difficult children. I breathe mainly sighs of relief
these days.

Today I marked homework, and took time out to go
jogging and watch Jackass. There are few comedies
that make my chest hurt from laughing, and Jackass is
one of them. It's a guilty pleasure, watching a bunch
of grown-up stoners do what they do best, but a pleasure
nonetheless. I'm anxious for Number Two to come out
later this month.

Well the end of the summer is depressing, I guess...but
I suppose the summer wasn't all that exciting. I taught
summer school for half of it, and prepared my class for
the other half. There weren't really any good concerts
this summer...I suppose if I were a poser punk I'd go
to the Warped thing, but any feelings of sketchy
melodromatic anarchy I may have had were quelled
very long ago. Don't get me wrong now...I'm not
happy with the world, but I won't show my disdain
by attending an Offspring show.

Covenant and Frank Black play next month though.
That is very exciting. More exciting than this blog
entry, for certain.