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11.09.2009

Renaissance of Ruth!

It could be mania. It could be boredom. It could be the fact that, for the first time since eighth grade I actually have time to do something for myself that is not counted for a grade. But folks, I am devouring books like none other. I'm working out and reading, sitting up and reading, eating and reading, falling asleep while reading. Sonofabitch what is wrong with me? All I want to do is read! I seriously have about 12 books checked out from the library where I am doing my student teaching (it's all on the same network so I didn't have to get a new card SCORE). I live there, sometimes I'll eat dinner at a restaurant nearby and come back. Maybe I don't want to go home (that's a yes, because who wants to hear Bangs screech on about a guy named Justin or 'OMG I cannot believe they said that I'm soooo gonna beat her assssss'?) Either way I am living at this library. Hooray for books!

I am so ready to have my own class now. Like right now. Like yesterday right now. I'm reading to spread my wings and fly into a highly underpaid and underappreciated career so, damn it, LET ME SOAR.

It is November. What is Ruth thankful for?
- Dave <3
- Delta Phi Epsilon and the lovely sisters it brings <3
- My lovely first graders <3 k no more hearts.
- My dad. Because he makes the money and lets me live at home.
- My brother. Because he's awesome.
- The rest of my family, I guess...even Bangs. Because we traded wallets and now I have a purple one and it's AWESOME. I'm just waiting for the givesies-backsies and I'm gonna be like NO GIVESIES-BACKSIES!
- Having a college education and graduating in 41 days!
- My car, even though it decided to take a dump a mile away from work yesterday. Thankfully it was the alternator so it wasn't something that was overly expensive or hard to fix (150 dollars and 24 hours later I was back on the road).
- Living at home because, shit, son, I am milking that for all it is worth.

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