monday.

if i smell musty.. its my bag. i bought it at a smoke box estate sale in which a very perverted old, smoking man must have lived for a very long time.

if i seem annoyed... someone probably just said something about politics or the recent election.

if i look happy... it's real. and it's only because jesus takes away the bad and blesses me with good that i don't ever deserve.

this weekend consisted of relaxation, honest friends, good music (mccoy.duh), good food and best of all, the good lord. He's always crawling underneath my skin and doing cool stuff around me. sometimes i just don't notice. i wish i was sensitive to it all. i cant comprehend him and though he suffers no change, i often do, and it causes me to miss some of the things he's doing.

the weather is cold this time of year. this is good only for four reasons that i can think of right now: the comfort of winter clothes, the fact that it may snow soon which will make me so happy, the smell of fireplace in the air when you walk outside and lastly, the way coffee warms you up. (in the summer, a hot drink makes you miserable and sweaty... in the winter, it's almost as if you need it...) this makes coffee shops cozy and almost necessary. julie and i have found a new enjoyment in one, thanks to my mother. despite the name, coffee girls, is a wonderfully comfortable place to spend an afternoon. it is located right down the street from my apartment on southwest blvd. the people there are nice, they serve coffee, food, jones soda and tea. they play neil young, they have chairs/tables or couches. clearly, this offers you the comfort of your own living room plus the smell of freshly brewed coffee, perfect lighting and a place to be silent. jesus came with julie and i on saturday and it was really good.

today at school i sent three students to the office. i hate doing this and i send them as little as possible. today it seemed necessary. one student said, "shut the f*** up". one little scholar called me the b word and the other threatened to hit me while cussing me out in the hall and proceeding to ask what i could do about it.
my students love me and really love them too.