this skin & bones is a rental

ok but the shirtless dudes at the Brewers game chanting Jake Bauers, the camera cutting to Bauers laughing, and then the next pitch is a ground ball to Bauers, who again is laughing, can't even make that stuff up.

I got to meet my class today and my goodness are they sweet. They were bent on learning my first name and one boy was trying to give me all the hints for the game they were playing. They had an event tonight that I stayed for and I told them I'd be there, and that same boy found me a little before their class did their part and he was shocked I was there. I think this was the right choice.

I took the day off on Friday and I got invited to my new school to check out stuff in the classroom and potentially meet my class, and got invited to an event that night. The teacher emailed me some logistics now that things are finalized, and I don't know how much I want to commit to yet. Initially, I was going to go for like the last hour of the day and stay for the event (that includes dinner), but the email talked about them doing a rehearsal for the event much earlier in the afternoon, and I'm just conflicted. I've been too into my feelings lately and don't know how to shake it off and just make the decision that I want to make regardless of how others feel about it.

So, back in December, I bought some stuff to start crocheting. My grandma had tried to teach me to knit years and years ago, but I just wasn't interested. So for whatever reason, I thought let's try to crochet and bought some stuff to start. Well, I (still) can hardly make the dang slipknot to just start the dang thing, and I am not super confident in my skills. I start it and then get frustrated after like 4 minutes, so then I give up. I sat down tonight to try to start a dang dish cloth, and I made it farther than I ever have, but it looks ROUGH.

Today I had an interview for a teaching position that was super chill and conversational, and at the end they offered me the job on the spot.

so, since we got swept in those awful wisco jerseys, we can trash them, right?

Nothing like hormones making you unbelievably nauseous, so much so that you decide to leave work early to go home, and on the way home you see smoke and figure there's a fire somewhere, only to learn that said fire was 5 miles from your own house!! Luckily it got taken care of relatively quickly, and before the wind really started howling, but now my new wildfire fear is what do you take with you if you have to evacuate??

Well, for the second Easter in a row, I made a pot roast, intriguing attorney came over, and we spent more than 4 hours talking about any and everything.

I really dislike last minute notice on things that we've known about for a while.

Lately it seems like everything on social media is getting on my nerves. There was a massive tornado near where I went to college, and there's been so many AI photos and videos floating around of the damage. There's a massive wildfire close to here that people are sharing days old information, and it's just pissing me off. I don't know why it's bothering me so much, but for whatever reason it just is.