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Today things got much better at work today. The final class lists came in. The numbers aren't so high as i was told yesterday. i've made a decision as to what to do with the problem child teacher. i've roughed out the teaching schedule, now all i've got to do is find the classrooms. i didn't bother the VDAA at all, but i made a pest of myself with the Faculty Secretary. That's ok, he likes me. i threatened the computer guy and tried to bribe him to get our new computers for us. It didn't work. All in all not a too bad day.
This is what i don't understand. Master and i had a heart to heart today. i thought i had impressed upon him how living in untidiness effects me. He said He understood and appreciated how well i tried to deal with it. And then He said He would try harder to be better about His lack of tidy. Not 20 minutes later, He was in the kitchen making lemonade. Got the lemons all juiced and in order to get the sugar to sweeten it, He had to take down the tea bags and the coffee. He got the sugar back in the cupboard, but when i went in to do the dishes, there sat the coffee and tea. i'm at a complete and total loss. Why? i can't figure it out. No, i know what it is. He has no concept of what i'm talking about. He cannot understand how it makes me feel. i am o/c about this maybe, i don't know. Perhaps i've built this into a mountain that everyone else would call a mole hill. i don't know. This is the part of submission that is killing me. i will not talk about this again. Yea, and if you believe that, i have a lake in Kuwait for sale cheap.
i'm watching a Judy Garland movie as i write this. i don't know the name but it is one of her later ones. Now that i'm older and wiser i can see just what shape she was in both physically and emotionally. She was a mess. She looked bad, she moved bad, her voice was in poor shape. i don't know how she did it. How cruel people were to her, whether intentionally or not. All for the almighty dollar. What a shame.
i went to talk to Surreya today. i need an in to see an orthopedic surgeon. i think it's time to have the knees worked on. i don't expect i can have it done before next summer but i need to get myself ready for it. i hate hospitals, and the thought of being in one in this country scares the bejeezus outta me. On the other hand, for a person who has a high threshhold for pain i've just about reached my limit. Surreya watched me walk today and said when the practicals start she'll do some searching about for a doc for me to see. i won't be able to have them both done in one year i don't imagine, i won't be able to drive so the procedure will have to be done in the summer. i have to start somewhere. The first place will be to find the x-rays to her to see and go from there. i hope i can remember what i did with them.
This Judy Garland movie must have been a pretty racy thing in its time. She got pregnant by the lead man and didn't get married. She is a singer (DUH!) and didn't want the responsibility of a child so let the boyfriend adopt him. About 14 years later she comes to London and sees the boy and decides she wants him back. Hot stuff!
This is what i don't understand. Master and i had a heart to heart today. i thought i had impressed upon him how living in untidiness effects me. He said He understood and appreciated how well i tried to deal with it. And then He said He would try harder to be better about His lack of tidy. Not 20 minutes later, He was in the kitchen making lemonade. Got the lemons all juiced and in order to get the sugar to sweeten it, He had to take down the tea bags and the coffee. He got the sugar back in the cupboard, but when i went in to do the dishes, there sat the coffee and tea. i'm at a complete and total loss. Why? i can't figure it out. No, i know what it is. He has no concept of what i'm talking about. He cannot understand how it makes me feel. i am o/c about this maybe, i don't know. Perhaps i've built this into a mountain that everyone else would call a mole hill. i don't know. This is the part of submission that is killing me. i will not talk about this again. Yea, and if you believe that, i have a lake in Kuwait for sale cheap.
i'm watching a Judy Garland movie as i write this. i don't know the name but it is one of her later ones. Now that i'm older and wiser i can see just what shape she was in both physically and emotionally. She was a mess. She looked bad, she moved bad, her voice was in poor shape. i don't know how she did it. How cruel people were to her, whether intentionally or not. All for the almighty dollar. What a shame.
i went to talk to Surreya today. i need an in to see an orthopedic surgeon. i think it's time to have the knees worked on. i don't expect i can have it done before next summer but i need to get myself ready for it. i hate hospitals, and the thought of being in one in this country scares the bejeezus outta me. On the other hand, for a person who has a high threshhold for pain i've just about reached my limit. Surreya watched me walk today and said when the practicals start she'll do some searching about for a doc for me to see. i won't be able to have them both done in one year i don't imagine, i won't be able to drive so the procedure will have to be done in the summer. i have to start somewhere. The first place will be to find the x-rays to her to see and go from there. i hope i can remember what i did with them.
This Judy Garland movie must have been a pretty racy thing in its time. She got pregnant by the lead man and didn't get married. She is a singer (DUH!) and didn't want the responsibility of a child so let the boyfriend adopt him. About 14 years later she comes to London and sees the boy and decides she wants him back. Hot stuff!