cow udder

well hello. I had a crazy dream last night, and I woke up feeling like all parts of my brain had been through the car wash, ya know what I mean? Like everything was scrubbed clean.

In my dream I was going to perform "for" britney spears at like the Meadowlands or some big place. Like it was known and accepted that Brit had imposters cover for her just she's too busy to like, actually perform at her own show. Long story short, I was chosen to do it and I was 1) looking for a computer so that I could update my facebook status that I would soon be ghost-performing for like 1 million peeps. 2) realizing that I hadn't shaved my legs in months, and I would soon be wearing britney-style short shorts, but I had no time and plus I was too busy looking for a computer to get onto facebook. 3) suddenly aware that not only were my legs unshaved, I had apparently grown two udder-like growths on my upper thigh. I was self-conscious and hoping no one would notice from so far away. People, I had grown like COW UDDERS on my own legs. Actually, they were more like weird looking nipples.

Anyway. Hello by the way and whats been going on on? I've been busy having coolness standoffs with high schoolers. Yeah, I lose. pretty much I feel like a dorky dinosaur in front of them, but I guess that's not really the point? connecting with them? I find myself losing focus, like not really caring if anyone learns the conjugation for "boire" or what have you. Anyway. It's nice to have a niche. To have my name appear on report cards, etc. Gossip in the teachers' room. Except when they ask me "how" I am able to teach only 1 class. They are dancing around without saying it, that I must be independently wealthy or broke. I try to sincerely confirm their suspicions and explain that I am broke, but I need to start somewhere, and then thank them for rubbing it in.

I'm still looking for ways to move to Montreal. I am also still looking for ways to keep my serotonin flowing on a daily basis. Exercise is helping, and getting out of my house too. I now have a new ESL student who am I excited about tutoring, she is young like me and Japanese.

on this lazy saturday, I am almost done reading Joy Behar's book. What a hoot, that woman. She inspires me, I think I've told you, and she started out as an English teacher. I'd love to meet her someday.

okay, I have to go get remy at umass now. we may do recycling tonight, sounds like a fabulous saturday night huh!

Toodle loo.