so it's hot out... oppressive and rending... what rough beast slouches towards bethlehem? big ol' heat index it what. that ringing in my ears turns out to be an air conditioning unit.
summer lurches on.
we are at the middle... the end becomes reality, and our priorities kick into gear for fear of not accomplishing them.
the fall awaits.
cool weather... the stereotype television reporter will say, "Relief is on the way!" because the heat is extreme... but then they will retort in a few month's "Relief is on the way with spring time coming around." As it is too cold... i dislike stereotype cliched acting.
probably why i never liked teachers all that much... talking about sitting on a tropical beach with their toes in the water and a waiter bringing them some fruity mixed drink... pathetic.
the same teachers who complained about students and how important teaching is to the world and their salaries were too low... it makes me sneer. venemous.
i think i'm happier where i am, now. of course i send emails to talent buyers who never respond... which makes me think that perhaps those people don't exist... and someday... i hope to meet them... they are harper lee... they are jd salinger... they are howard hughes... without the money or literary credibility...
funny.
grimm
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