Late night musings

I feel popular! I've updated my twitterfeed to update to facebook too.  I know, I know...I don't really need any more readers, since I already have such a large and dedicated following, but there's just so much of me to go around.  It's like I'm doing the world a public service or something.

I appreciate all comments from my enthusiastic readers, and hope that everyone knows that they can comment with anything at all.  One caveat, though: should you feel that it is imperative to inform me that I "am such a fucking loser" (their words, not mine), it has a lot more significance if you are not too big of a coward to post the comment as 'anonymous'.  Of course, I'm interpreting the comment as saying that I'm too fierce to be sharing myself this way.  Either way, that viewer has at least loaded my blog, and even though I deleted the comment that I am referring to, know that it has been received and broadcast for everyone to read after all.


With that, I'm going to pass out.  My stomach is full of booze, steak, and WAAAAAY to many sweet tart jelly beans.  For the record, DomesticatedGal, they were brought to the party AFTER I mentioned them to you.  Also, of course you may blogroll me!!!

WTF, me?

As all million of my readers already know, I'm a little bit of a procrastinator (in fact, this post was started three days ago).  That only holds true on things that have to be done.  If it involves future-planning,(theoretically, at least) I'm all for it.

The creation of this blog was not just because I could, but it was also because I felt motivated for future events:  FertKiki potentially has a real job!!! He hasn't made an announcement on his blog, so I decided to break the news on mine.  I guess that makes me the Fox News of 2010. (also, this just in, Glenn Beck is a giant fairy and Michelle Bachman is a big ol' Lesbo...now I've lost my cred faster than CBS).  Ok...that's out of my system now, and we're back to the status quo. Hopefully.

Apparently there is a position at Sandia National Lab that is a perfect fit for FertKiki.  Even the people in Sandia think so to!! The only problem?  Sandia National Lab is located in Albuquerque, New Mexico.  When he first informed me, I spent 3 days doing nothing but research on New Mexico.  Instead of doing any work I needed to do for school (both the one I teach, and the one I attend).  Did you know that Albuquerque has average highs only about five degrees higher than in NoVA.  They also have lows five degrees lower on average.  Turns out, Albuquerque is over a mile above sea level.  But it has like 1/2 percent humidity.  GOODBYE ALLERGIES!!!!

Why do I bring all this up right now?  Because I need to be finishing creating lessons for Monday and Tuesday, writing a test for Wednesday, and working on my work sample for LHU (which was due a few weeks ago). What am I doing instead?  Researching gardening in New Mexico.  Today I've learned the difference between landscaping, xerascaping, and zero-scaping, and put actual thought into what I would like to use on my property.  There are a few problems with this line of thinking.

1. We live in a rented duplex.
2. FertKiki doesn't even HAVE the job yet.
3. He doesn't graduate until December.
4. We will not be owning a home for at least a year (despite having real money and low-cost of living)

However, this is what I've spent today doing.  Isn't that just great?  Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go work on my retirement speech.

What's the Point of This?

I've had this blog for a couple of weeks now, and I'm doing my first back to back posts now.  The only question I have so far is "why the hell am I doing this?"  I know all of my millions of readers are shocked by this, but theres a link from FertKiki's blog, which is the only one I'm aware of, this blog is unsearchable, and I (so far) haven't updated facebook or twitter to include it.  Thanks to horror stories about teachers and their out-of-school 'antics', I'm very paranoid about doing anything inappropriate that would reflect badly on ever getting a job after seven years of college (and now I want to watch Van Wilder...SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO?).

On one hand, if I keep my blog off the radar, you (aka my millions of readers) will be unable to do the one thing that makes your pathetic lives worth living (reading about mine).  However, if I try to put it ON the radar its just going to result my life being ruined, which would be a very good thing to blog about.

So, it all comes back to the question,

What's the point of this?

To Quote Three-Year-Olds Everywhere "I DON'T WANNA!!!!!!"

Unfotunately for the millions of people that I'm sure are already reading my blog (since it is the first post after all) This is probably going to be boring back story.  If you don't like it, go suck an egg.

Since I was a little boy, I had one goal: become a grown up.  Even in high school, I couldn't wait to enter the real world.  While I was obtaining my BA from Virginia Tech, I had no clue what I wanted to do, but I was excited about whatever it would be.  Then I faced a (brief) rude awakening.  That's right, I couldn't find a job.

Part of it is definitely my fault, because I'm the one who moved to a college town in the middle of nowhere.  But since this is MY blog, I will treat it like Fox News treats their blatant lies, and claim that I never said that and you can't prove it.  Anywho, I ended up with a string of crappy part-time jobs to help pay bills until I could leave the hell-hole that is central PA.  Then I was sucked back in to higher education.  I came up with the brilliant idea that I wanted to be responsible for shaping the future minds of America, a terrifying thought.

Now three years later, I'm only a few weeks away from graduation from college (again).  This time, I'm SOL.  James is looking all over the country (and by all over, I mean one city in New Mexico and five in California) for a high-paying engineering job, and I'll be tagging along like a good house[husband] wherever we go.  I can no longer kid myself that I can stay in academia anymore.  Its time to polish the resume, prepare a portfolio, and wait to figure out where I can apply to work.

 All the time, I'm just thinking  

"I DON'T WANNA!!!!!"