I've Decided To Wear My Thorn Of Crowns

Inside out, upside down, back to front, all the way 'round.

My brother came into town this weekend and that was incredibly rad. I don't ever get to see him and this is actually the first time we've ever been able to hang out in outside of Rockwall since I left for school (nuts!). Good timing. Everybody was charmed, per usual.

I don't even really know what to say about this whole weekend except, shit got real?

I hate the waiting/worrying process after an interview. I'm not good at it. I am only good at multiplying visions and using similitudes. Teaching you long division and copping an attitude.

I think I'm actually making progress in re drawing better. That's a nice feeling, I was pretty intimidated for a long time.

Wreckless

I had my final interview with TFA Wednesday. We'll see how that went on April 18th. I'd like to say that I did really well but I've heard that many people feel the same way about that interview and don't get it. TFA rejects 87% of applicants, did you know that? It's funny because I think a lot of people see TFA as something you can just do if you run out of other options. I don't think that's true any longer.

I'm pursuing other options too. Regardless, I'm moving to sunny skies come May. It's fun to be young and free!

Let Me Tell You About This Thing I Just Got Back

It's called an appetite and it's hell of delicious.

Sometimes We Brainstorm About Silly Things

Super Fun Times All The Time

Skated for like 6 hours today. With Mitch and Cordia and Will. All over town. Ate some bulgogi burgers. Much laughs. Miles and Miles of Smiles and Smiles (thanks Elisa).

Becca moved out. Hell of a bummer.

But things are going super well.

F.T.D.M's

I had a phone interview with Teach for America today. Two weekends ago I had a personal interview in LA with Teach California Charters. I'll hear back from TCC in a week or so, and TFA by March 7th. I hope everything went okay, phone interviews are sort of unnerving.

Having completely mentally checked out of my PhD program, I'm finding motivation to do homework a scarce commodity. Every day I start out with the best intentions of going to (my one) class and doing my homework and all that, but when I feel good and energetic I usually just end up skateboarding or cleaning. Skateboarding and cleaning is not getting my homework done, and I have a test this Thursday. I suppose it technically doesn't matter what happens, but it's foolish for me to screw off this badly. So -- with you as my witness -- I'm from this point forwards "getting it together" schoolwise. My living environment is also sort of chaotic. I could use a slower pace in that department. All Time Party Time sounded a lot cooler when it wasn't in my living room.

Thoughts Are All You Dream Of

I've been feeling pretty well lately. Less stressed, less anxious. Collected. Eliminating caffeine from my intake has been a good thing (thanks Beau!). I haven't had dreams this vivid in probably over a year, which is terrible because dreams sort of rule. Did you know that dreams rule?

My interview to teach at charter schools in LA is in two weekends. I'm excited and pretty confident that it will be a good experience regardless of the outcome. I enjoy teaching and I enjoy talking to people, so it's hard for an interview like that to go wrong. A mid-semester trip to California is also not an unwelcome idea as a general notion, but I hope the weather can match the loveliness I've been surrounded with as of late.

Teaching is going pretty well this semester; I get to class on time, try my best, give my quizzes, and grade everything in my office as soon as I get back from class. Simple, smooth, fast. Oh dear, Oh dear.

This past weekend I went to my friends Zach and Tiffany's new house out in Spring, TX. They've been married for a while and they are both really cool folks. A bunch of us dudes helped him lay sod in his backyard, drank some beers, and played some sportz. It was rad. I didn't stay for dinner and instead went out to my friend Chattman's place for the night. I've been there a lot lately. We went to the Fiery Furnaces show and had a blast, ending up sitting in front of a Randall's at 3 in the morning eating a bunch of junk food. There were a lot of laughs. I'm glad he's doing better, it's always a pleasure to go visit.

Just passin' through.

Yours Truly.