Thursday
Perhaps you're wondering what I've been doing; perhaps not. Nothing too fascinating, I'm afraid. I've mainly been running in place (as ever). Finished the 800 questions, sent them off. Made some money. Took crap from my Mom over Cal being thin, not toilet-trained and still getting bottles far too often. It's really difficult to coordinate anything addressing these three points, however, since Steve is now functionally far more often at home than I am. Didn't go to the gym for most of the week, a fact I truly hope to do something about tomorrow. Didn't write. Etc.
Oh, and the other day, one of my students told me he'd been late to class because he woke up in hospital after a blackout, didn't know where he was, and tried to chew off his own arm. He's an unmedicated schizophrenic, under all the usual stress of any first-semester TFS student, and he's back in my class again tomorrow.
Man, I'm just so freaking tired, all the time. Living in downtown Toronto right now is like trying to breathe through a half-choked car exhaust-pipe.
Oh, and the other day, one of my students told me he'd been late to class because he woke up in hospital after a blackout, didn't know where he was, and tried to chew off his own arm. He's an unmedicated schizophrenic, under all the usual stress of any first-semester TFS student, and he's back in my class again tomorrow.
Man, I'm just so freaking tired, all the time. Living in downtown Toronto right now is like trying to breathe through a half-choked car exhaust-pipe.