Malaise?

Maybe.

Well, the semester’s over and I am already feeling that familiar post-semester purposelessness. I'm not really missing my classes this time around (they all kinda sucked), but it just gets lonely in the summer. And I am even losing my best buddy to greener, post-collegiate pastures at some point this summer. So you can kinda see why I considered hanging onto D just to keep from being alone. :) If only she were...nicer. :)

But I'll be fine, though. I always am. I somehow manage to fill up my days, reading lots of books out on the deck, and then the next thing I know, it's late August, school is starting up again, and I am wondering where the summer went.

I DO have a short three week class to keep me busy for, well, three weeks. I actually scheduled it during my least favorite time of day for deck-hanging-out. Brilliant, that.

But it's weird seeing another batch of friends, acquaintances, and associates leave Mount Pleasant, knowing that it will be the last time I witness this yearly migration. This time next year, it'll be me. Wow. I can't wait. The coming school year will certianly be interesting. I have five more classes in the fall, including methods classes for English and History, then student teaching in the spring.

I still haven't decided where I want to student teach. I mean, of course it would be pretty effortless to walk over to MPHS every day, but that is also pretty played out. If I could guarantee getting into Okemos or Grand Ledge, I'd sign up for Lansing. Or if I could stay at my Dad's summer house in Lake City, I could do Cadillac or Traverse City. I really wish I could figure out a way to do it in K-Zoo, since that's where I want to teach. Hell, I even want it to be an adventure, which is why I am considering the Domincan Republic and Australia. But I'll bet you $3 I end up doing it in Mount Pleasant.

Okay, today's graduation day here at CMU, and I have been invited by Allan's folks to tag along with their huge reservation party at the Embers. Pretty cool, that. So I'd better go make myself pretty.

Hasta!

PS...

...I got word from Allison W that I'm on the fall schedule at 91.5. Contraband is, or will be, back on the air! So that was good news. I'm pretty sure I hugged her, the poor girl.

Headache

Ouch. My head hurts this morning. I, um, overimbibed. But it was fun. I was at, like, five different bars throughout the night. The beautiful women were out in full force. And so was I. I got to meet cool people, like this guy. And Ryan Gleason's girlfriend. And I saw a guy I tried to form a band with almost three years ago. Boy, it really is time to leave CMU. I've been here just about long enough. One more year left. This time next year, it'll be me saying goodbye to everyone. No offense to, you know, everyone, but I am so done being the weird old guy in every class. I mean, I'll still be that guy when I'm teaching high school English, but I'm SUPPOSED to be that guy in that context. In my current world, it's all anyone ever wants to talk about. My EDU 450 instructor told me yesterday that I'm not to date anyone under 30. She's right, of course, but that would mean that, living in Mount Pleasant, I would never date. I also suspect that she thinks I am a somewhat pathetic, overgrown little boy with a Peter Pan complex. Again, she's right, of course. Oh well. Maybe I'm just being hard on myself because my head hurts and because I embarrassed myself yet again with a certain someone last night. I can't wait until she leaves town for good so it will never, ever happen again. I mean, I am thankful to her for waking me up, figuratively speaking, this semester. But she created a monster. Okay, I think I'm gonna watch the final Friends and cry in my shredded wheat. Hasta la vista, baby.

SLOOOO-OOOOAN!

Here are fan reviews from the Bowling Green Sloan show.

Addicted

Have I mentioned that I am addicted to the monologue on Jimmy Kimmel Live? Well, I am.

Character Flaws

Janeane Garofalo last night on the Daily Show with John Stewart:

"A vote for Bush is a character flaw."

Yes, exactly. I have listened to her radio show, the Majority Report, and it is positively scathing. And funny.

Well, it's Day 2 of exam week. I still have two things left to accomplish: an exam and a unit plan. Tomorrow is Sloan in Bowling Green. This has been a LONG time coming. Allan and I have been psyched for this show since, oh, last August. It's about time they got their skinny Canuck butts down here and rocked us properly. Anyway, I/we can't wait. We even have tickets for a Grand Rapids show later in the month. And we're considering Chicago too.

BTW, there'll be no more blogging about D here. Not that there'd be anything left to blog about at this point. But I found out she was reading this here blog (who knew anyone was reading it but me?). But, for one last time, I'll address the situation and then put it to rest. And I'll address her directly:

If you can't hurt first, hurt second, huh? Ouch. Listen, I obviously hurt your feelings and that was not my intent. But I can see how that would have happened. If someone called me toxic, essentially, and not someone that they wanted to have in their life, I would be pretty hurt too. So I'm sorry.

And that's the last I'm going to say on the subject of D.

Okay, now I'm addressing everyone again. Welcome back.

One last thing: www.johnkerryisadouchebagbutimvotingforhimanyway.com

Sleeping my day away

After sleeping for 8 hours last night, I just got up from another hour-plus long nap. Anything to avoid doing my take home final for my African history class, I guess. I must need the sleep. I was up ALL night Friday night. So yesterday was a complete wash.

In fact, the only thing I accomplished was that I ended things with D yesterday. I feel bad about it, and am thinking about her constantly today, but it was the right thing to do. You can't save people. You can't change people. It's a drag, because I can imagine that, after she grows up a bit, she might someday find her bliss and blossom into this amazing person. And I'll have missed out. But you can't play it that way. You can't gamble on future returns. Your mileage may vary. But it is so tempting to want to try anyway.