i’ve stumbled across a very cool opportunity. being the regional coord for a foreign exchange student thing for june and july. i’d also teach 3 1/2 days a week. and do lots of fun stuff with the HS students who would be coming from spain.

well, since i can’t go to spain (seeing as i have not heard back about either job i applied for overseas), then bring it to me

i’ve been in discussions with the national coord and she is supposed to be sending me a contract to look over.

the catch? i’d have to recruit host families. the person who was doing it just got very sick and can’t do it. so i’d have to scramble. but i have so many contacts, that i think i can do it.

anyway. i’m excited about it.

and went out and bought my pimsileur spanish CDs yesterday

i’ve been working on some projects, since that dreaded college class i was teaching is over. i have one of them done—a photo/poem book thing i was working on. no, you won’t see it. it was for me, mainly, to try and finally put online crush behind me. yeah, as if that’s likely. but i am trying.

when they write my biography some day, they’ll say he’s the man i could never get over. and in his biography, they’ll say i’m the woman who loved him (pathetically) but he scorned.

anyway.

i did finish the book. it’s 150 pages long, and it didn’t even have so many things in it, but it had enough. my plan was to make something lovely and artistic and worthwhile–something i could actually hold in my hand. and then maybe it would be done. over. i’d be able to let him go. i hope so. because it’s not causing him any pain, only me. and i’m tired of it.

but onward. F has been accepted to a PhD program and will be moving in about a month (to Louisiana). i am very happy for him, but he’s been my main literary pal and person i do all my artistic things with. who will replace him? no one, i suppose. i guess it’s just one more thing i have to learn to do on my own, which i have, but i always liked doing things with him too.

writer pal G has just gotten his first book published. the reading celebration is in two weeks. i was kind of annoyed that he asked this poser-poet who is also a liar, to sing in his break. what? i told him he should have asked me. well, whatever. i sang the black swan in the parking lot just to show him that yes, i can actually sing. he said, well, you know, it’s more of a folk song thing.

did you not know i write and sing my own songs? hmmmphf. apparently he didn’t know. that kind of thing just makes me want to start playing out again. my voice is in 100X better shape than it has been in a long time. i guess the lack of cat allergies and related asthma issues has really helped…the only silver lining i can see to them dying…but i digress…

the same publisher who asked me to send him a manuscript (he heard me read and said he liked what he heard, so i should send him something). first F got his book published by him, then G, now it’s my turn.

so that’s the next project to finish. i was working on it off and on and now it is the thing i will work on until i am done with it. then on to two short stories i’ve also been working on, off and on. they are brewing in my head a lot lately, but needed to be put aside until i finish these other things.

there’s more. i’ll write another post.