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I want nothing that society's got/I'm going underground.
I just LOVE The Jam!
Well, will wonders never cease? First I've received a huge flood of response for people who want to contribute to my Jazz Age book. I'll start looking over their resumes tomorrow.
Second, I'm sure you all remember my bitching about that school I visited two weeks ago. I was all set to have another week of no work. Then, on Friday, the impossible happened. They called me and want me to start tomorrow! I'm going back to work! Sure, it's only part-time, but they're giving me two classes - U.S. History to 1865, and U.S. History from 1865. I've been beside myself. I'm going back to work! I'll be back in the saddle again! I already have my outfit picked out! They want me there at 8:30. That means I'll have to be up VERY early to get there on time.
I received a phone call from a university in South Carolina. They didn't leave the best message and it took a little detective work to track down the caller. They're very interested in me and will be checking my references this week. So, if all goes well, I'll either be taking a trip down there, or having the first interview by phone.
So, what about me and what's-her-name? Nothing. She wouldn't let me see my daughter yesterday. We've been having the worst fights we've had in a long time. A lot of nasty, hurtful things were said. It just made me realize all the more that the marriage is definitely over. Lately I have found that any pleasant memories I ever had of her are fading away. I have been moving on.
The last big thing about this is that I have decided to start transitioning this year, provided the medical community will let me. I'll be seeing my shrink this week to discuss what happens next.
