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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Getting paid

Well, this semester will mark a milestone. For the first time ever the majority of my income will be derived from education, and not in the form of borrowing money to attend.

I will be teaching...more than I expected.

yesterday I agreed to teach that honors section I was talking about. It's independent study so it works for me, and it brings in a little more money so YEAH.

AND it appears that both of my classes at the community college made. In truth I'm one short of the required enrollment, so technically they could still cancel it, which I would learn today, but this morning when I looked at my roster it showed the class intact, so I'm sticking with the positive.

Today another meeting, which I adore, about concept and production. Then the rest of thew eek will be spent on syllabi and preparing lessons for my classes. That acting class needs some sprucing up. Last semester was my first time with it, and I pretty much made it up as I went along. It worked though and I'll be doing much of the same work in any case, so both classes next week will likely be the usual, Hi, here's the plan for the semester and what's expected of you, get together. At which point I'll bow out to buy myself another week to be well prepared for them the rest of the year. I've discovered it's not lazy on the instructor's part, they're just not ready to stand there for three hours and blather at you. I hear rumors that the dean doesn't like that approach, but I'm going to let her tell me that herself. I never liked her much, and I get the feeling it's mutual. So she can learn a little respect of flex her muscles at me if she so chooses. I'll be a good boy if that's what she wants, but she has to ask.

Speaking of being a good boy, it certainly gets you a lot of consideration in the financial department when things go awry if you've been good. Cause august is positively sucking in the income department. I'm loathe to start taking money out of savings, even though that's what it's for, to pay bills. So I'm begging off as many as possible. They don't jump for joy at the prospect, but they're all agreeing so far. and the single creditor whom I expected to be the most disagreeable, Capital One, has been the best. "What can we do for you Sir?" "Well...since you asked."

The weekend is in view! I'm so glad. I need it. I'm told my martini crew may all be out of town this week, BOO. The ex is in the hinterlands caring for his parents, the bff may be caught in a family thing at the lake, and I will likely be left to my own devices. Which means gin and tonic and pool at the local blues watering hole. At least I can walk there. Saves the environment, gas, bail money, all kinds of good things.

Time to motivate, have a morsel:


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