vacation

Vacation is about the only thing I can feel grateful for right now--but I still have to muddle through three more days of brutal teaching.

I'm tired. Beat. Downtrodden.

It's time for bed.

Thank God I'm not drunk.

I was so angry today, almost all day long, I almost started kicking things in public. I was apoplectic. My boss scuttled my plans to leave for Vermont on Friday because of an arbitrary rule based on someone else's stupid mistake.

I want out. NOW.

In the meantime, there's my men's meeting tomorrow morning. Need it more than ever. It's the only thing, besides my various blogs, that keeps me sane.

Thanks to all the fellows who will be there. Cheers and good-night.