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11/01/2007: "Hi! I hate my life!"

Welcome to NaBloPoMo 2007! I am NOT too late to start posting because it is still just under an hour before midnight on November first... Pacific time... so! Not late! Still in the game! Hello! Are you still with me?

I have a LOT of reasons why I have not posted before now. Care to hear them?

1) My leg is still broken. I broke it two weeks and one day ago and despite the fact that I totally think that is more than enough time to heal, my body (and my surgeon) think otherwise. Yesterday (YESTERDAY!) my leg went into a hard cast and I was given the OK to reduce my leg elevation time from "all the time, sucker" to "put it back up when it starts swelling, dumbass". Turns out that the "swelling and hurting" thing kicks in about 45 minutes after I put my ankle below my heart but I have a LOT to do, so I try to ignore it. I may be a dumbass.

2) My hard drive DIED! My goddamn home computer? It is in the refrigerator right now as we speak (well, the important part is). This is not a Vicodin induced hallucination, ok? My hard drive has spent the vast majority of the past week in the fridge. Dave swears this is a tech support trick that will allow him to recover vital data from my hard drive like a) all the pictures of my sweet baby, b) all the information from iTunes, yo. And 3) other miscellaneous crap that I totally need from my computer but forgot I stored there. Like the address I require in order to, um, BLOG! Yeah, that took 15 minutes to figure out just now. Which is totally why I'm so late posting today. Yeeeaah. That's the ticket...

3) I have a five month old baby. She is probably cuter than you, unless you are, yourself, a baby. If you are a baby, I say unto you, "Awwww... WHATcha doing? Hey there... WHATcha doing!? You sweet thing! WHATcha doing?" And if you're not a baby... I have nothing to say to you.

4) I went into work today. BIG mistake. I have had, apparently, subs who did not speak sufficient English to read my sub plans, let alone teach my class (sadly, I am not making that up). I meant to spend about an hour meeting with my long-term sub and outlining what needs to be done before I get back. The long-term sub? Not there today. There was a sub for my SUB!!!! Gah! So I spent FOUR HOURS organizing my room, writing ten thousand notes, putting together a long term overall plan, LOCKING THINGS UP and throwing things away. This doesn't sound like it would take 4 hours but it did. Here is what I came away with:
a) The candy that I bought the day before I broke my leg? The $20 worth of candy that I stored not 30 hours before I tripped? All gone. Who gave it out, or stole it, or felt it was important to give to my students or WHATEVER? A total mystery.
b) My teacher plan book? That I bought myself? That I used to plan out my year and track my schedule and pace things and figure out who had borrowed what from me? GONE. Not in my room anymore. I have no idea who has it or where it is. I am... sad (for sad, read FURIOUS).
c) The kids in my afternoon class have been acting up like nobody's business. Apparently the principal went in and read them the riot act two days in a row and all the 8th grade teachers ganged up and yelled at them this afternoon. I am embarrassed beyond belief.

5) I have no number 5. My leg is so swollen it's not to be believed and I still have to write a letter to my students to reconnect with them and remind them that I AM COMING BACK! I, like Patton, will return.

As I will return tomorrow. It's November. I haven't forgotten. Broken leg, dead hard drive, fatigue... whatever. I will be back.