School Update

Well, we were dead on with the economy worries last week: it tanked in big ways this week, and could tank more over the next few weeks.

But this entry will focus on school. I don't want to jinx it, but knock on wood, everything is going remarkably smoothly. I know what I'm doing with my software for the most part, the basics anyway, and my new hardware is cooperating, except for the occasional glitch and one hard drive that tanked the first day and is lost in the tech underworld.

I have 20 students enrolled with 14 computers next term, but my fearless department-head guy named Gurnie is gonna try and help me with that. Oops, I inadvertently started bitching.

Kids are well behaved and attentive and charming. Seriously, I don't have one kid this term that I dread seeing every day: yes, we teachers are human and do have favorites and klunkers. Kiwi is plugging away on last year's yearbook, but the card company still won't return my phone calls, emails or hard copy mailings. So this book might not come out until Christmas.....oh well, no sweat off my uterus. The kids are used to it by now, and nobody complains very loudly to me.

My former students are still keeping in touch too. Jedi is kicking ass in college, but worried about his beautiful girlfriend who has comprehension problems and a wee bit of depression. Ranae is wanting to come back home at semester, but maybe now that she's a college photographer for the newspaper she will be hooked into the culture a bit more and find herself.

I talked with Rachmo via Skype last weekend and she is a beautiful tatooed young woman who is my soul mate. I can live vicariously through her, and pretend I am still wild and free. Pyroman and I talk often too via gmail chat, and he's busy hacking computer systems and using his talents for evil, as usual. I haven't heard hide nor hair of Steakboy for months, but heard he's having continuing health problems and women problems...I love that boy extra much but he's too busy for me these days it seems. I bombarded him with emails yesterday though, so we'll see if he responds.

I also talk to other students: Tood, the cool Mexican dood who hasn't quite found his niche in life yet; Mr. TV Man, the high school graduate turned producer for a local TV station, who is turning conservative on me again; Vancent, who bought a Harley and is coming over to hang with us a bit this week; and KFin, my little waif of a friend who I need to call soon, as she demands it occasionally.

Smooth shift so far, as my hubby's friend says. That's all I really want, is smooth shifts in life. Is that too much to ask?