Did I Skip Yesterday?

I think I did.
2005 has sucked in so many ways--
I'll be glad to be rid of it.
And on to the future!

I'm reading Toni Morrison's _Beloved_
at top notch speed--it took me 9 hours yesterday
just to outline the first half of the book
and write out questions.
I'm finished with _Awakening_ and _Warrior_.
Think I should write a paper.
And be a famous scholar.

Too bad my discipline ran out so early.

Orientation today at one of the branches.
I'd go if I weren't such a recluse.
I mean, what would I say to all the stiffs?
Better to not say anything at all.
I've got a decent shell,
let them think what they will.
I've been out of town . . .

My research on wikipedia continues.

I'd contribute if I wasn't such
a lazy b*stard.
And I am--a b*stard that is.

My parents met in 19**--just
11 months before I was born.
My father had a broken leg
and was renting an apartment close to my mother.

He was married with three children.
Did she know? Care?
He had recently asked an acquaintance
for a pistol, so he could kill them all.
Yeah.
His young wife had apparently stepped out on him.

My father was so smug this year--having all his
children at home for Christmas.
All except my 2 half-brothers and older sister.

They, being my parents, never married until 19**--
I was almost a year old. A b*stard, my friends.

I told all of this to the Maytag guy
yesterday when he came over to give us an estimate
and saw the stove--he smiled, "who got mad?
you or him?"
(not that we are staying here--I've told you that
--six months tops).
We talked for about an hour.
Nice guy. Tatoo of a cross on his right pinky.
Probably a couple years out of prison.

He's got three children
by three different women
and wants his oldest, at 15, not to get pregnant,
but to go to college.

He didn't stay long after he learned that I taught
(although, I must say that I am low key,
almost to the point of embarassment); I didn't tell him what
since he was having trouble spelling
and writing down directions. After that he dropped his pen alot.

I'd teach _Bastard Out of North Carolina_,
but I wouldn't even know where to begin.