a severe lack of motivation...

...has suddenly overtaken my life.

i'm at school right now, and instead of a) planning lessons, b) making photocopies, 3) finishing attendance paperwork, or d) watching a documentary to make a study guide, i am reading blogs. it's just one of those mornings. i hadn't realized how long it's been since i've written anything.

i'm currently sitting in the library, because the hard drive on my school computer crashed last week and i haven't seen it since. it's very similar to the situation at grove city where computers would disappear behind the TLC Door of Doom and you wouldn't see them again until they wiped your hard drive and you gave them one of your kidneys. except here it's even worse, because you have to surrender your computer to a fifteen-year-old with acne problems and no social skills. not a fun situation.

the situation is not as bad as it could be, though, because i had nothing saved on my computer. i developed this habit at college. due to the computer failure vibes that emanated from somewhere deep within the grove city campus (i personally blame it on the bitterness coming from the fit-well people because nobody considered them "real professors" - i mean, really, how hard could it be to get a phd in p.e.?), i went through four hard drives while at school. as a result of this, i don't trust computers. so i don't let them keep any of my files.

this weekend was enjoyable, but stressful. i went to d.c. to visit my parents. i spent a lot of time in the car. two 400 mile treks between VA and NC, and multiple 3 hour round trip drives into falls church will really take a lot out of you. and out of your gas tank. ugh. this was made even more fun because the traffic on thursday was horrendous because of the holiday weekend, the traffic on friday was horrendous because they shut the HOV lanes on 95 down to let the president get to quantico for the marine museum dedication, and the traffic on sunday was horrendous because of the weekend and a ridiculously large amount of rain. my question is, why could the president not have just flown? his helicopter lives at quantico, for pete's sake. despite all the time in the car, i did have good time.

we didn't really do anything all weekend. i wanted to see carol's marching band, but they ended up not marching their show. i was disappointed, because i wanted to see it. they did the music from newsies, which is one of my favorite musicals. on saturday i finally saw sin city, which i have been meaning to see for a year. it was a really, really good movie. i loved the whole look of it, with the cartoon-esque backgrounds and the isolated color. for some reason, it reminded me of dick tracey.

i guess i'll go get something accomplished now. maybe actually do what they pay me for.