I had a long post written up about academic conversations, public history, reading books, anxiety, and my heart, but decided it was obtuse, obnoxious, poorly written, and unclear, so I'm sparing you. Lucky you.
Feeling better. The fever went away last weekend but I had headaches most of this week and felt altogether lethargic. In fact, today is the first day I've really had any energy. This is the third time I've had a debilitating fever since I got diabetes. Before that, I never got sick. Diabetes compromises the immune system like that. Bike riding is the best thing yet I've found to combat the blood sugar levels. But life has conspired keep me off the road for the last six weeks. Three weeks ago, the front tire blowed up real good and I took it to the Bicycle Chain for a fix. They said a week for the parts. It's been two and a half weeks now and I went in this morning and they had no record of my order. New order and another four or five days. Infuriating. Every time I go in there I feel like they're condescending to me. Assholes.
I'm half way through a two week teaching workshop at GTCC. Learning all about active learning, collaborative learning, and all the other current trends. This is tedious. Mostly because I have to drive to Jamestown, North Carolina every day. I do have a place in Greensboro and will be moving in on August 7. Until then, I've been packing slowly, throwing away lots of stuff, and had a pretty successful yard sale last weekend.
Alright. I play this song quite often on the radio. I'd like the SOC Rovers to play it, but I think the euphonium and trombone players would probably hate me. I don't want them to hate me.
Fanfare Ciocarlia - Asfalt tango | ||
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Found at skreemr.com |