Poor Man's Therapy

Today I wanted to physically hurt some of the students in my 5th period class and I'm not ashamed to say it. I muttered under my breath as the bell rang that they could all go to hell. Yeah, that's right - I did. For those who don't believe I have a temper, I do, (notice the red eyes in the picture - that's not a camera trick)though it's definitely more under control than it was when I was a kid. I had to come home and run for the second time today and blow up the punching bag Marcella gave me for Christmas. She knew I'd been wanting one since I moved here. It took some energy inflating it but once it was ready it did the trick. Just what I needed Now I'm squeezing out the final remainders of my anger by venting on my blog. I think I've successfully sublimated my anger. And also I've made it through January so I'm going to go celebrate with a glass of over-priced sparkling pomegranate juice.

RE-ENTRY

I'm more than half-way through January, and thankfully I'm still alive and able to click my heels from time to time. That is such a good sign, especially since January is typically the worst month of the year for me (December is such a high that January balances it out by taking the low). I'm not going to lie, the first week back in LA was hellish. I came home to pouring rain and no power, overwhelming piles of catch-up work, and a flat tire. I had really puffy red eyes a couple of times (hey, I had to get rid of all the excess water I'd built up in Arctic Utah from not running. I'm such a wimp when it comes to cold weather now.) Besides crying, I also tried to alleviate my stress and sorrows by writing my first song on the guitar. I'm almost done polishing it so I can perform it on Hollywood Blvd and make some real money like the rest of 'em. Not a bad idea, eh?
Things have gotten better though, which may hurt my songwriting career but has helped me want to get up in the morning. I'm getting more calls to substitute teach(January is typically the slowest month), I can check out library books again, I started a new journal and this past week I found out I'm a semi-finalist in the KAIROS screenwriting contest. Here's the link if you could possibly be as excited as I was to see my name in print among the other semi-finalists: www.kairosprize.com. They have a gala next month and the three winners will win a $50,000 prize. Send me some good juju or maybe send it to the judges. Actually, it's just nice getting a little validation for all the writing I do alone in my little ghetto room covered with pictures of Joan of Arc, Star Wars, and Castle Combe England. I'm also just enjoying being alive and experiencing great people and relationships. Life is an adventure!