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March 27, 2006
Anxiety dreams
Ok, so that last entry wasn’t all that exciting. However, hanging out with Rob and Danica was a blast and the culmination of a very successful trip to NY. It resolved a large issue that had been hanging over my head for quite a long while, and although I’m going to wait just a bit until things are official before making a more definite announcement (read: I apologize for being vague for the time being), nevertheless I’m excited about the propects for the future.
Therefore, naturally, my various neurosis must find a way to undermine these positive developments. This morning I woke with the latest in an ongoing series of anxiety dreams. In this one, it’s the Monday of only my second week of teaching high school, and I’ve arrived at school in the early afternoon. I’ve totally forgotten about and blown off my morning classes, and I have to teach an afternoon section of juniors in about 30 seconds, covering god-only-knows-what material. Basically I show up with just enough time to glance through a textbook and frantically search for the classroom, the location of which eludes me.
This particular premise recurrs about once a week; this morning’s twist involved some school policy called “asserting the fryer”, which all teachers are expected to do. I had (and have) no idea what that’s supposed to mean, so I decided I’d have to forgo asserting the fryer (what could my subconscious mean by this? seriously…) and concentrate instead on improvising that day’s lesson in addition to trying to figure out what on earth I was going to tell the principal about my having missed that morning’s classes.
I don’t know why I’m having such a hard time relaxing and enjoying these aforementioned future prospects. For some reason I’m clearly really anxious, which is kind of a drag. I’m sure when it finally comes to it, I’ll be just fine. For the moment, though, it’d be nice to be able to sleep without these nightmares.
In other exciting developments, check out this NY Times article. Heart-healthy pork? Guilt-free ribs? Doctors prescribing daily doses of bacon? “Some magical animal” indeed.
Posted by alex at March 27, 2006 02:59 PM
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assert that fryer bayyybe.
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Posted by: art-sweet at April 5, 2006 09:44 PM