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I've made a remarkable discovery today. It takes all of one's rescources to be polite to outpatients from the idiot farm, when one's head feels like it is about 2 psi short of exploding all over the desk. I don't don't what it was that hit me today, but about an hour and half in to my shift, my head all of a sudden start to feel like I had angry little pixies trapped inside trying to beat their way out with miniature pics and axes. Of course that was an open invitation for every escapee from Moron City to call and demand that I change company policy just for them, because they are exempt from the rules everyone else has to play by.
Once I got home and made supper (and got fresh non-recycled air) I felt much better, at least until I read Warren's summer school report.
Then the guilts set in..but I think for now until I get some information from Sylvan, I think I have found a way to get him to do more reading. His math skills have improved dramatically, but his reading skills are still the same. I made him a deal, he doesn't like but is willing to live with. In order to get and keep the TV he has to read to me everynight, any book he wants. I told him I'll even drive him to B&N and let him pick out a book, if he will read to me. Hopefully it will help. Listening to him tonight, at B&N reading about the rain forest, its clear that he needs a lot of phonics work. If he can't get a word right away he just guesses. Often he doesn't even try to sound it out, he just tries to use the other words to tell him what it is supposed to be. I am praying that Sylvan will be able to help.
I just hope this sinus infection or what ever it is, that is still dogging me goes away soon. Job interviews are stressful enough. Being sick and trying to go through one, is not something I even want to think about. I just want to think about finally being free from this evil company..My head still feels like its been overstuffed with cotton. So I'm going to go to bed.. Its the only free, alone relaxing time I get anymore, and I am so looking foreward to it. Good night.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.