Jul. 30th, 2003
This ISD's a Fairground
Jul. 30th, 2003 11:22 pmThe Spouse got the reissue of Joe Jackson's Night and Day. It has the five original songs from the old Mike's Murder soundtrack on it. It's nice to hear them without all the pops and clicks of the much-loved and slightly-abused vinyl copy - especially since we don't currently have a turntable at all.
Unfortunately, "Moonlight" makes me cry. It seems to gather up all the pain and angst and frustration and unfulfilledness I'm feeling and knot them all up in a tight, hot ball in my upper abdomen.
Yesterday's in-service did not go so well. In my case, it was mostly stuff I'd done already - I appreciated and can use the new material, but there was only about 2 hours' worth of it in a 7-hour workshop. However, about half the people there were clearly there because they needed the hours, not because they actually wanted to be there. The presenter, Ms. K, who is the head of Special Populations for our district, clearly got very frustrated around 2 o'clock.
Today's went a little better - same presenter. It was on assessment practices for the G/T kids. It ended up being about 2/3 assessment best practices in general, and 1/3 applying that to mixed G/T and regular ed classrooms. I'd done most of the best practices stuff before, again, but we covered it at a slightly different angle than the previous sessions, and I could use the refresher anyway. I would have liked more integration of the G/T stuff with the rest of the assessment stuff.
Lots of folks at the Black Swan tonight - KG, MG, and little SG; DB, MB, and little RB; AJ and AH, along with three friends of theirs I don't know; TS and AS; the Raven; another friend of AJ whom I don't know; and finally PB. As a matter of fact, there were too many people for me to really talk to anyone about anything in particular. PB was wearing very ripped cut-offs - he'd been hanging paintings all day, and then playing with SG and RB once he got to the Swan. I bitched a bit at him about my being about to explode; he was sympathetic, but not very helpful.
I'm not having a major depressive episode yet. (This is a good thing.) I'm definitely having self-destructive impulses right now, though. Sufficiently intense physical pain usually takes the sting out of the cramped and writhing libido, but biting my hands until they bruise isn't helping; neither is picking open old wounds. I'm not about to start setting a bad example to the ADHD Kid by slicing myself, tempting as it is. Not sure what to do. Not sure if there's anything I can do . . .
Unfortunately, "Moonlight" makes me cry. It seems to gather up all the pain and angst and frustration and unfulfilledness I'm feeling and knot them all up in a tight, hot ball in my upper abdomen.
Yesterday's in-service did not go so well. In my case, it was mostly stuff I'd done already - I appreciated and can use the new material, but there was only about 2 hours' worth of it in a 7-hour workshop. However, about half the people there were clearly there because they needed the hours, not because they actually wanted to be there. The presenter, Ms. K, who is the head of Special Populations for our district, clearly got very frustrated around 2 o'clock.
Today's went a little better - same presenter. It was on assessment practices for the G/T kids. It ended up being about 2/3 assessment best practices in general, and 1/3 applying that to mixed G/T and regular ed classrooms. I'd done most of the best practices stuff before, again, but we covered it at a slightly different angle than the previous sessions, and I could use the refresher anyway. I would have liked more integration of the G/T stuff with the rest of the assessment stuff.
Lots of folks at the Black Swan tonight - KG, MG, and little SG; DB, MB, and little RB; AJ and AH, along with three friends of theirs I don't know; TS and AS; the Raven; another friend of AJ whom I don't know; and finally PB. As a matter of fact, there were too many people for me to really talk to anyone about anything in particular. PB was wearing very ripped cut-offs - he'd been hanging paintings all day, and then playing with SG and RB once he got to the Swan. I bitched a bit at him about my being about to explode; he was sympathetic, but not very helpful.
I'm not having a major depressive episode yet. (This is a good thing.) I'm definitely having self-destructive impulses right now, though. Sufficiently intense physical pain usually takes the sting out of the cramped and writhing libido, but biting my hands until they bruise isn't helping; neither is picking open old wounds. I'm not about to start setting a bad example to the ADHD Kid by slicing myself, tempting as it is. Not sure what to do. Not sure if there's anything I can do . . .
This ISD's a Fairground
Jul. 30th, 2003 11:22 pmThe Spouse got the reissue of Joe Jackson's Night and Day. It has the five original songs from the old Mike's Murder soundtrack on it. It's nice to hear them without all the pops and clicks of the much-loved and slightly-abused vinyl copy - especially since we don't currently have a turntable at all.
Unfortunately, "Moonlight" makes me cry. It seems to gather up all the pain and angst and frustration and unfulfilledness I'm feeling and knot them all up in a tight, hot ball in my upper abdomen.
Yesterday's in-service did not go so well. In my case, it was mostly stuff I'd done already - I appreciated and can use the new material, but there was only about 2 hours' worth of it in a 7-hour workshop. However, about half the people there were clearly there because they needed the hours, not because they actually wanted to be there. The presenter, Ms. K, who is the head of Special Populations for our district, clearly got very frustrated around 2 o'clock.
Today's went a little better - same presenter. It was on assessment practices for the G/T kids. It ended up being about 2/3 assessment best practices in general, and 1/3 applying that to mixed G/T and regular ed classrooms. I'd done most of the best practices stuff before, again, but we covered it at a slightly different angle than the previous sessions, and I could use the refresher anyway. I would have liked more integration of the G/T stuff with the rest of the assessment stuff.
Lots of folks at the Black Swan tonight - KG, MG, and little SG; DB, MB, and little RB; AJ and AH, along with three friends of theirs I don't know; TS and AS; the Raven; another friend of AJ whom I don't know; and finally PB. As a matter of fact, there were too many people for me to really talk to anyone about anything in particular. PB was wearing very ripped cut-offs - he'd been hanging paintings all day, and then playing with SG and RB once he got to the Swan. I bitched a bit at him about my being about to explode; he was sympathetic, but not very helpful.
I'm not having a major depressive episode yet. (This is a good thing.) I'm definitely having self-destructive impulses right now, though. Sufficiently intense physical pain usually takes the sting out of the cramped and writhing libido, but biting my hands until they bruise isn't helping; neither is picking open old wounds. I'm not about to start setting a bad example to the ADHD Kid by slicing myself, tempting as it is. Not sure what to do. Not sure if there's anything I can do . . .
Unfortunately, "Moonlight" makes me cry. It seems to gather up all the pain and angst and frustration and unfulfilledness I'm feeling and knot them all up in a tight, hot ball in my upper abdomen.
Yesterday's in-service did not go so well. In my case, it was mostly stuff I'd done already - I appreciated and can use the new material, but there was only about 2 hours' worth of it in a 7-hour workshop. However, about half the people there were clearly there because they needed the hours, not because they actually wanted to be there. The presenter, Ms. K, who is the head of Special Populations for our district, clearly got very frustrated around 2 o'clock.
Today's went a little better - same presenter. It was on assessment practices for the G/T kids. It ended up being about 2/3 assessment best practices in general, and 1/3 applying that to mixed G/T and regular ed classrooms. I'd done most of the best practices stuff before, again, but we covered it at a slightly different angle than the previous sessions, and I could use the refresher anyway. I would have liked more integration of the G/T stuff with the rest of the assessment stuff.
Lots of folks at the Black Swan tonight - KG, MG, and little SG; DB, MB, and little RB; AJ and AH, along with three friends of theirs I don't know; TS and AS; the Raven; another friend of AJ whom I don't know; and finally PB. As a matter of fact, there were too many people for me to really talk to anyone about anything in particular. PB was wearing very ripped cut-offs - he'd been hanging paintings all day, and then playing with SG and RB once he got to the Swan. I bitched a bit at him about my being about to explode; he was sympathetic, but not very helpful.
I'm not having a major depressive episode yet. (This is a good thing.) I'm definitely having self-destructive impulses right now, though. Sufficiently intense physical pain usually takes the sting out of the cramped and writhing libido, but biting my hands until they bruise isn't helping; neither is picking open old wounds. I'm not about to start setting a bad example to the ADHD Kid by slicing myself, tempting as it is. Not sure what to do. Not sure if there's anything I can do . . .