sometimes i'm slow

So this blogging business is all new to me and I just accidentally commented on one of my own blogs, not realizing that i wasn't posting a new entry. So just felt compelled to point out that I realized my mistake, and there will be no need to make fun of me, as certain people tend to do on a regular basis. And let's just say that that certain person's name rhymes with DEAF. As in, I am deaf to your ridicule. Anyways, if you want to read what i was GOING to write on my blog, check the second comment on the knock knock blog.

knock knock

who's there?
German Border Patrol.
German Border Patrol who?
DON'T ASK QUESITONS!!!!!

That is one of my all time favorite knock knock jokes. Although it loses something on paper---I personally think the last line is a lot funnier when yelled in a loud fake German accent.

here's another one:
knock knock.
who's there?
bisquick.
bisquick who?
BISQUICK YOUR PANTS ARE ON FIRE!!!

So I did some job hunting today...I'll need to get a job as soon as I can after school starts, so I called a bunch of tutoring centers trying to get a feel for who's hiring. I'm trying to avoid working at sylvan or score, just because they are so scripted and they charge and arm and a leg to clients, and then don't even pay their tutors that well. But I did have one promising discussion with a man from Total Education Solutions, that I think I will try to pursue. I don't want to get my hopes up. There is also this therapy place literally across the street from my apartment--I called them and they said to send over a resume, but I'm thinking that will be too good to be true-How cool would it be to be able to walk across the street to work and save on gas?

So, I think that my insides have decided that I'm 40 years old. I can no longer eat more than two pieces of pizza without having to take a tums, and I can't drink like I used to at all. Gone are the days of passing out early and missing parties. But I was just reflecting on what a retarded drunk I was-always hugging people. And one time at a Moefest I walked into a sliding glass door-I don't know how many people know about that. I know Dave's brother Danny saw me and laughed, but I think he was the only one.

I am pretending that I am having a second youth this year as I go back to college. It feels good to be a college student again after teaching. Part of my second youth (and by youth I mean early 20s) involves growing my hair out again. This coincides with my plan to have longer hair for the wedding. It's kinda hard to pretend to have your second youth and get married in the same year. Not to mention friends of mine having babies.

okay, one more knock knock joke to provide closure:

knock knock
who's there?
Euripides.
Euripides who?
EURIPIDES PANTS, I BREAKA YO' FACE!!! (should be said in an angry italian accent)

woohoo! i made a blog

Now, seeing as how i have trouble enough checking my email, i have a feeling that I really won't get to posting on my blog all that often. OR, the alternate scenario is that i will blog all the time to try and avoid my homework, which could be disastrous. I start school next week and I am starting to get nervous about it, but also excited. I need to get As in these classes in order to stand a chance at getting into their speech program, which is one of the most competetive in the state. Tell me why I'm going back to school for three years again? Oh yeah, cause if I have to try and deal with 36 high school kids every day again for 9 months out of the year, my entire stomach lining will be one giant ulcer.

I am going to go to Staples shortly to buy a new organizer/calendar for school and maybe some spiral notebooks. Have I mentioned that I'm a big fan of office supplies?

We'll see how long this lasts...

I can't wait until all you can eat sushi in celebration of the birth of peter.