The world continues to flame on.

At least, I feel that society has become more comfortable with all the inequality and atrocities.

That doesn’t mean the female enslavement, dead soldiers, and the government taking control of everyone’s bodies isn’t any less horrific. It just means that we’re in a lull between jump scares.

Not that the government doesn’t keep trying. I’d guess that the last attempt was the non-approval of the U.S. government budget. But, for anyone paying attention over the years. would know that it’d pushed off for another couple of months. Especially this one.

The ‘green new deal’ is the brain child of AOC – someone who would be better as a host for a crappy talk show that would be canceled after two seasons. She almost makes my stomach churn as much as Waters and Pelosi.

Florida is still hot.
I’m missing the fall like something awful this year. I’m seeking comfort in the the smell of organically rotten leaves. I don’t know why, but there’s some sort of magic with decaying folage.

It’s more enjoyable than the putrid minds of my anxiety ridden awoke students.
I have a couple of good apples this term, but nothing spectacular. It’s a shame. But, at least the term ends in about three weeks.

My next class is a 102. It might have a pulse but I’m not going to hold my breathe.

The college has also started to expand on the job descriptions. They want me to start calling, have Zoom calls, and whatever. If they want that, they need to pay me more. Any honest teacher will say that they enjoy teaching. But, the least favorite aspect of the job is the students. They’re messy, whiny, and increasingly demanding.

Teaching is great. But, the person receiving the teaching actually wants to receive it.

You know, maybe I wouldn’t be a good parent.
I couldn’t or, rather, wouldn’t, handle drama queen. If she wanted a horrible childhood to complain about, I’d provide it. If having something to bitch and moan about is more important than taking advantage of the good thing tha they would have, then they should get what they want.

Lord knows that is probably the only time they’d get what they want. Adulthood doesn’t work like that.

I have had a small win.
I’ve gotten Jason to commit to the gym twice a week. So far, so good, but I’m expecting him to ignore/break this tenative promise at any time. I’m waiting for it. I’m waiting for the big L in this area – again.

I’m not to the point where I’m celebrating yet – that he’s getting out of the house, kind of socializing, kind of working on a nice chest and arms… hum…. It’s too early. He can back out at any time and blame me for feeling uncomfortable at a gym.

/sigh.

Anwyays… I’m going to go to the gym early.
I got this paragraph from Darcy I’m going to grade and I’m splitting – even if I have to walk a mile to the gym in some 90+ degree weather, I’m going go.

Just cause I’m not that smart sometimes.