Onward

So how sad is it, that the only way I could think about blogging tonight was to get out the speech recognition?

Today was another of what’s becoming a typical Wednesday.  Incredibly hectic, totally lost.  There’s a “ghost” haunting half the computers in the school that means the teachers can’t take attendance on the computers.  Then of course, there’s makeup testing for all those who missed it last week.  And then there’s the end of the first quarter rush.  The over 300 letters I need to get folded, stuffed into envelopes and sent out.  The…

Oh forget it.  There are lots of blogs that are nothing but people complaining.  This isn’t one of them.  So.  Good news.  If I can think of any…?

I’m going to San Francisco in a couple weeks.  Bly and I will once again be hanging out with the weirdos in the city by the bay.  I’m both anticipating and dreading it, because Bly’s best friend from Ohio is going to be meeting us and spending the weekend.  I spent about three hours in her company over a year ago, and now we’ll be sharing a room for the weekend.  It’s a test run.  When Bly and I move back to Ohio next year, we’re planning on sharing a house with her.  So, we thought it might be a good idea to find out if C and I could stand each other.

Also, NaNo is coming.  I cannot wait.  I’ve got plans, I’ve got plots, I’ve got Joss jumping on my brain…  This is going to be a blast.  Though I do think it’s sad that I’m looking forward to NaNo more than I am to San Francisco.

She is.  I should disclose this the way it is.  But I guess a clean it first.  (Translation: Sheesh.  I should just post this the way it is.  But I guess I’ll clean it up first.)

The Peter Principle: promote people out of the jobs they are good at, and eventually management is full of idiots.

No, seriously. Check it out:

At the point where his level of incompetence is reached, an employee’s promotional trajectory usually ends, and he’s stuck in a position where he no longer has confidence in his abilities and produces less work for the company than he did in the position in which he excelled. The problems created by this promotion are compounded by the idea that an incompetent manager will make incompetent decisions — including deciding who to promote. Eventually, says the Peter Principle, the higher levels of a bureaucracy become populated entirely by incompetent people.

And that is all I am going to say about it.

(that’s “What The Fuck Were You Thinking???)

This is absolutely ridiculous. Stupid! INSANE!!

How the *BLEEP* do you know a four-year-old needs bipolar medication? I’ll give you a hint–at four, they are ALL bipolar!! Fast-cycling, too. Up, down, and around the bend because they are FOUR and supposed to be that way.

I’m sorry for ranting on a quiet Sunday, but this sort of thing makes me want to beat people with the Clue Stick. Don’t drug the kid–GET OFF YOUR LAZY *** AND BE A PARENT!!!

I don’t even remember where I found this.  And I don’t know who the person is that said it.  But it is absolutely awesome and I’m posting it.

 often the creative life is slowed or stopped because something in the psyche has a very low opinion of us, and we are down there groveling at its feet instead of bopping it over the head and running for freedom.
-clarissa pinkola estés

Bop it over the head!  Run!  Be free!

Streaking optional. 

I can’t get a damned thing done.  When the hell did I used to write?  I don’t think I’m doing anything I haven’t been for a long time.  I’m spending less time on the forums, I’m not cooking or cleaning or reading more than before, what the hell?

Anyway.  As you may have guessed–another night, not a damn thing done.  I’m gonna be an effing termite my entire life.

Now I’m going to bed to cry.