It’s kind of appropriate that I know good and well I’ve made this joke in the last few weeks already, but I can’t believe that I spent all last week teaching these kids math and somehow I have to teach them math again tomorrow. One would think they would know it by now, or at least enough of it, but no. I do genuinely envy people with regular jobs; this weird thing where I have to decide what I’m doing at work tomorrow just aggravates the shit out of me sometimes. That was one of the cool things about selling furniture, y’know? I got home and I was home, and I didn’t have to spend two hours preparing for my eight hours of work the next day. I could just go to work and work would happen. Not so for teaching, which is why teaching is dumb.

But whatever; you’d think after 20 years I’d be done griping about this shit but apparently not. This has been a solid Week of Nothing to Say; I have gotten home from work, plugged Baldur’s Gate III into a vein, then unhooked it long enough to eat and prepare for the next day, and rinse and repeat. Nothing’s really happened in the world that I’ve felt the need to talk about and my reading lately hasn’t been compelling enough that I’ve wanted to talk about either, which means I’m either doing music posts or, well, this.

Anyway. My Algebra class I’m good for but I gotta go figure out something for the 8th grade Math class. Sigh.