I'm sitting here in my ofice staring at a screen on a computer that I have to write something that has some sort of content. But my faculties evade me and I just sit here and ramble. I have surgery tomorrow and it was something that I am unable to put off any longer, fortunately it will only down me for about 4 days so I won't be too messed up.

I spend a great majority of my time in a classroom surrounded by 20-30 high school seniors trying to stay one step ahead of their coniving, usually succeeding, but even when not I don't fail that poorly. I had my first true "Observation" from my Intern Supervisor. She wrote a very glowing report on me, even going so far as to call me a natural, because of the rapport I have with my students. I'm not sure if that is because of my empathetic view of the students, I do try and remember how it was when I was in school, or is it because I'm just immature and get along with adolescents? I really don't know. Maybe it is a pleasant combination of both of them.

Please forgive my rambling, this surgery is really bothering me more than I thought it would, it is relatively minor but any time you are knocked out, there are questions, you know? I have to be up at 330 in the morning so I can make the trip down to the VA hospital and be tehre by 515. Surgery is at 730 so I am one of, if not the, first. I have had surgery once before and it was on my shoulder, this is a little more centralized.

As I sit here broken hearted,

Tried to write

but only pondered

What I wonder most of all is if anyone actually reads what I have written. I am constantly getting all these updates saying that so and so's page has been edited, but I personally have been left out of the loop. That may simply be because I'm at the end of the list and no one gets to me, or, my writing is just too damn boring to make anyone wanna' really come here.

I will try to write more on Thursday. That may be interestiing being that I will probably be stoned outta my gourd on pain meds. This may make for some real interesting writing.

OK so I failed to keep up with the writing and unforunately, when I was on the pain meds, by the way I'm no longer on those, I found it a little difficuly not to be more than a little apathetic towards my writing. So I throw myself upon the mercy of my peers. Slap my wrists and send me on my way.