did i say yes to teaching another class? i hate doing this. this job is killing me.
it’s like walking towards the cliff but i still put one foot before the other.
be prepared for months of bemoaning and bitching. i will be more miserable than i usually am.
the bottom line is that i need money. i barely scrape by with what i make.
hard cold truth. doesn’t mean i’m incapable of teaching. i don’t hate teaching. i hate interacting with these lazy, sedated freshmen.
no moleskine in the world enough to accommodate my miseries.