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2003-04-02
2:55 p.m.

i have a billion million things to do here at work, but what am i doing instead? why, writing about it here, of course!

i spent the morning interviewing teachers at a school that has been identified as having a problem with violence. these interviews are a side job i'm doing for my friend katrina, who is working on creating a violence prevention program for pittsburgh-area schools. it�s interesting for me, and i could use the extra money, so i don�t mind helping her out at all. it�s flattering that she�d ask me. i talked to three middle school teachers this morning. all of them told me that the kids have a lack of respect for others and that they have horrible home lives. i didn�t hear anything new today; everything just reinforced what i�ve been hearing other places.

while i was waiting for one of the teachers to show up, i overheard a drama involving a student who hadn�t eaten lunch and wanted his dad to bring him a sandwich. the kid didn�t like the cafeteria food, so he didn�t eat. two hours later, he was hungry. i could hear the comments that the teachers were making among themselves. one teacher was particularly snarky. he said that the school wasn�t a "fuckin� restaurant" and that the kid�s father was a "crackhead." (amy b did tell me that yes, half of the parents there are crackheads.) i can�t say i blame the kid for not wanting to eat cafeteria food. i saw the menu. beefaroni, canned fruit, and "chicken dippers" are served practically every day. what the hell is a chicken dipper? breakfast also features a mysterious food product called a "super bun." lunch for the sixth graders is served at the ghastly hour of 10 a.m. there is something very wrong with that.

so the snarky teacher? i overheard him telling his, um, colleagues that another student�s sister is a "fuckin� pig," as well as "fat" and "gross." ni-i-i-i-i-ice. i was cringing. respect is a two-way street�

it�s a gorgeous day out�sunny and warm. i had over an hour to kill between two interviews, so i went for a drive and explored the area around the school. i actually ended up going quite far and saw places i didn�t know existed or had only heard of. it was fun.

last night, we went to see david sedaris. he was hilarious, as always. my stomach hurt from laughing. i even mostly forgot about how beastly uncomfortable our peanut-gallery seats were.

oh, and i rock the dental world. i went to the dentist yesterday, and i have no cavities. yay me! i almost had a freak out when the dentist looked at my x-ray and said, "did you crack a tooth?" "again?!" i wailed. he looked at the x-ray again, looked at my tooth, checked both again, and said, "what the hell is that?" "that�s not what i want to hear�" i warned. turns out it was an old filling that doesn�t show up well on x-rays. thank god. last time i cracked a tooth, it cost me hundreds. and i don't want the tongue piercing lecture again.

my boyTM rocks the massage therapy world. he got a new job, and i couldn�t be happier for him. it�s in niagara falls, so he�ll be that much closer to me. (and yes, he calls me kitten. you want to make something of it?)

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quotes of the day:

"i�m an interview whore. i�ll go anywhere." �me, to our project coordinator, when she asked me if i minded doing some interviews that are far away

in the elevator in molly & andrew�s building:
old woman: what floor?
me: 20, please.
[she presses the button]
old man: see? all the young ladies live on 18, 19, 20�
me: actually, i don�t live here.
old man: well, maybe she�s visiting another young lady who lives up there.
old woman: maybe she�s visiting a young man�


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