It's atrociously and disgustingly hot, so much so that it's a genuine outrage and a crime against nature. Every minute I spend outside is a minute off my life, but being inside doesn't help much either, because Dad won't let us use the air conditioner. He says it's "noisy." I don't understand how this is a problem, since he's hard of hearing and can barely follow our conversations (granted, that might also be because of his slow rate of understanding), but who can explain the complexities of man? Anyway, it's horribly hot, so I'm trying to sleep on the couch, but since Talia also needs to sleep downstairs, I have to take the one in the front room so she can have the nicer one, and it feels really exposed. I mean, anyone could walk in here at any time and see my snoring away with my hair all over the place and my boobs probably halfway out of my shirt. Puts a bit of a crimp in my style, wouldn't you say? Maybe I can claim it as performance art.
Aside from the heat, we also suffer greatly from the cruel impressment of time. You see, tomorrow is Sunday already, and on Sundays, we have to teach. I've been dreading it all week, but my dread only seemed to have made it come faster, and now the fateful day is upon us. Gosh I hate it so much! I know I'm making money and I'm so privileged and all- but it makes me want to die or fight or die fighting or something of that nature. What I need is to be abducted by aliens so I can gain some perspective. It's probably hard to worry about your day job when you're miles away in outer space. Failing that, I need to get a better job so I can stop coming home on weekends and teaching these little horrors. (Okay, that won't work, because I'll still have to come home, and I'll still have to teach. But at least then I won't feel guilty about hating it.) There's nothing to look forward to tomorrow either. Like, we teach, and when we're not teaching, we have to be home with the family, and I don't really know which one is worse. So I don't have a reason for getting up except that I have to because we need the room for the kids. If not for that (and the overwhelming heat), I would probably lie despondently on the couch all day and think gloomy thoughts. I'm just fun that way.
On Monday, I have to go back for more jury duty selection. The judge is the prototypical bureaucrat, and is so damn slow that we've barely even started eliminating people. It's such a pain. Like, I'm into jury duty- I've wanted to be selected since high school (at least)- but this isn't what I'm here for. Also, the judge is really racist, and he talks like he's from the south, which he probably is. It's such a pain! I don't want to be selected, actually, cause the trial is supposed to be 10-14 days, and with the Honorable Judge Timesap presiding, it's probably going to be double that. Of course, I can't get out of it by saying that I'm a student, because school hasn't started yet, so I'm pretty much stuck. What a nuisance! All I can do is hope that I manage to offend the attorneys so badly that they decide not to keep me. Maybe I should cosplay.
I slept for like three or four hours today, so I'm not exactly tired, but I don't want to be awake. I also don't want to sleep, because then it'll be tomorrow, and the amount of strength that I'll need to get through that is more than I probably possess at the moment. But I think I'd rather be asleep than awake. Sleeping is always nice. Sometimes I have dreams about battles, or musicals, or if I'm lucky, linguistics. And no one can try to talk about feelings with me. Oh sleep it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole!
I just wish it weren't so damn hot. Maybe I should move to Seattle or something. Ew, but then I'd have to live in Seattle. Whatever can I do? @the government please fix the environment stat pls&thank
I guess I should try to sleep, though. It's healthy and stuff (I think). Goodnight!
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