Maybe I should turn down the volume . . . just a bit, anyway

How's this for a nice relaxing picture of the motherland? Very calming, at least for me.
Plus, I need to just chill for a while and try to catch my breath, something that's been increasingly more difficult lately, what with life whizzing by at warp speed.
I think I probably scared a few people after the last post. Maybe it was a bit too much, but I wasn't exactly having the best day of my life (nor was I having the worst). I just needed to release some pent-up agression. So everyone can return to reading this blog peacefully. It is now safe to remove the body armor.

Today has been an interesting (peculiar might be a better word)--but good day. Mainly due to a lot of shit it wouldn't be terribly wise to blog about. But I could say it's been full of unexpected surprises, and sometimes that's a good thing. So with that tease firmly in place, I'll move on to another topic.

As opposed to writing a bunch of nonsense like this that no one would fucking understand, I will instead bitch and moan about the daunting amount of homework to do before class tomorrow evening. A 20 entry annotated bibliography which I have not yet begun. I also will be going over Ibsen's A Doll's House (sometimes it's A Doll House, among other names), Act II and showing part of the film (Jane Fonda) in the undergrad lit class.
On a somewhat related note, I spoke with the interim department head today about whether or not it would be in my best interests career-wise to teach composition courses next semester or continue as Assistant Director in the Writing Center. He told me it would make everyone's life a lot easier if I would agree to stay in the WC. With that in mind, I told him that I would rather teach. So, he's supposedly going to try to get me some real classes to teach by myself in the fall.

As usual on nights such as this, I am expecting to pull an all-nighter. I just pray that I may be blessed with some Goose-like abilities tonight which will allow me to complete my assignment just in the nick of time. For now, though, I think I'll go take a nap. Will probably be off an on this damn blog all night. Wish me luck. And for those who have likewise decided to ford this roaring river with me (particularly those in asswhip 521), I would advise you to hang on tight. It's going to get a lot worse before it gets better.