Most of my friends have switched over to doing Live Journal, but I don't think I have the energy to do another one of these. I'm struggling to post even once a month on here as it is.

I haven't heard anything back from any of the contests yet. I'm looking for a new job and I visited a new school.

I really liked the school I visited. They have a program there that I would be very interested in looking at. So, I was happy about that. It's in the English Department, but it's the Center for Literary Computing. The online journal is called Loop. I am looking forward to hearing more about it.

I fear that I have lost my readers on here. Mainly because I post so rarely. I hope I can change that if I can switch jobs. The job I have isn't very conducive to reflection and recording. I spen most of my time recuperating from work. I hope to be able to post a little more often. I go for my interview on either Wed or Thursday morning. The job I am hoping to get pays much better than either of the jobs I currently work. I'll be making enough that I won't have to work 2 jobs just to pay everything. That would be a pleasant change. It's been a while since I was down to just one job. And it's been even longer since I was down to just one job and had the free time at home to be able to just relax with no one to worry about. Most people who know me will laugh at me using the word relax in reference to myself. I will admit that it is a bit of a foreign concept for me, but I'm working on it.

But I can't get the image to work

Magister Mundi sum!
"I am the Master of the Universe!"
You are full of yourself, but you're so cool you
probably deserve to be. Rock on.


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/giggle I love it!!

Slacking poorly yet once again on my blog.

I suppose I could excuse myself citing poor work habits, but since my work habits tend toward the extreme, not many people would believe it. I suppose in a way those are poor work habits. I don't think that anyone should really continue to work over 60 hours a week for an drastically extended period of time. I just seem to have a different definition of drastic than most people do.

I saw Lisa, the shorter, in the newspaper today. There was a story about her church regarding Palm Sunday and she was standing near the minister when the picture for the story was taken. Not really much to say about it, other than I saw her...

At any rate. I am a librarian today. My job as a substitute for the school system places me in some odd places. I like having the opportunity to see averything, but sometimes it's hard to keep up. Fortunately, I've been in this library before, and I've been at the school for he special ed teacher as well, so that helps. What does not help is the fact that I've had a very bad cold for the last week. I actually missed 5 days of work out of 7 last week. (Yes, I normally work 7 days a week--see the above definition of drastic.) I'm hoping I can keep far enough away from the children to avoid giving it to them. I have some anti-bacterial handwipes so, that should help some.

I have submitted to some poetry contests. I don't know how well I will do, and I should get he first notices fairly soon. I'm not sure exactly when, but it would be nice to win one or two. I've submitted to several, so I hope to win at least one. I'm very intimidated by all of it. The response I get on here when I post my writing is encouraging, but to send it to an academic setting where there are possibly different standards and a different idea of what is good. I believe writing should be accessible and easily understandable. Complex is good, but convoluted is bad. There should be concrete as well as ethereal. I'm always frustrated by writing that is too twisting to plant a clear concept in my mind. I think the clearest example I can think of is T.S. Eliot who professed to believe in bringing poetry down to the level where the "common man" could understand it. However, most readers have to have nearly 1/2 a page of footnotes per page to make sense of his writing. Granted some of the footnotes are time sensitive--not everything remains the same after this much time has passed. I suppose this is my apprehension about submitting my writing. As I read some of the submissions of past winners to different contests, I realize that many of them are more detached from the concrete reality of life. Not to say the writing isn't good, but many of them don't speak of "Changing the brakes on a toyota pickup" and things like that.

When I get home, I may attach the poems that I have referenced in this piece to this.

Right now, I have to go be a librarian...