today is tuesday, october 13.
kevin! there are chemtrails here. next to mansions of course. but chemtrails none the less:
and mom! i've been eating! a diet to make any mother proud:
today was my first day of actually working. terrifying obviously. i still can not believe that they have entrusted me with their children! i don't feel much older than a lot of them. in one of my classes there was a group of 5 girls that all recognized me from the rock n' roll bar. they all look older than me. great. another girl, a little skinhead, was at the show at the squat the other night. im sure that after class she told everyone how i stood alone at that show for 3 hours and drank the equivalent of 2.5 bottles of wine all to myself. ha. im not sure im ready for this, i dont feel grown up enough. and at the same time, seeing those girls at the bar and at the show, i feel terribly old. too young to be old and too old to be young. what a dilemma. what a horribly depressing and sickening dilemma.
Teaching is always scary in the beginning until you learn how to do it. Kent, my old buddy, used to go to rock shows with his senior math students from Woodbridge High and it was fine - just don't get hammered WITH them as it may undermine your credability. I wish I were there with you. Do they have the vegetable-fruit markets in small business stalls right next to electronic shops, clothing botiques, and other like establishments. That was something we saw in Rues and Tarragona. Also, the bakeries were unreal. Mrs. Nufer's son is playing professional volleybal in Zaragosa. If he comes to town to play you MUST go to the game in red and black and yell thing like "Tritons are shit eaters" and "San Clemente breeds queers" and the like. You said no-one can understand a thing you say anyway, so only he and the rest of the gringos on his team would get it. Besides, it's a pro volleyball game - what are they gonna due, kick you out?
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