just emailed me to tell me that when my homepage is loaded
there's a file that repeatedly asks to be downloaded. I
had no idea that it did that and I'm so so so so frustrated
that my page has been up for a while, and all the while
this glitch has been there and I never knew. And what's
worse is that I can't even log on to Tripod to fix it!!!
I'm listening to Maki (loudly, very loudly), so I
feel a little better. She's got the kind of voice that on
certain songs just makes you want to get up and shake your
ass. And it would make me feel like that too if I was a
normal person. But I ain't. Thank God.
for the web host of the gods continues. Tripod will soon
be including pop up ads onto my web page, so I am hunting
for a web host that has at least 30 megs of space, nearly
unlimited traffic, no setup fee, less than $10 a month,
and free domain registration. Yes, I know. But leave me
to my illusions, ok?
into that Moroccan guy again on the train. Nice guy, seemed
eager to talk to me, not sure if he gets to talk to a lot
of foreigners. Also, on the train, ran into one of my prize
students from last year who I keep meaning to write back.
Really, I do! Sometimes it just seems that my time slips
into the wandering black hole which roams around my apartment
swallowing things I need. Anyone else have one of those?
Wandering black holes? Things completely disappearing
from where you left them, never to be seen
again? I wish I had a thousand other students just like
Rika, though. Brilliant, loves English, and has dreams of
was particularly bad in the teachers' room today, so I went
upstairs to where the English Crew (small group of older,
semi-annoying but really nice incurable gossiping women)
hang out. Today they were all excited over the special ed's
teachers' marriage to an office clerk in another school.
He's 40, she's...24. HELLLLOOOOOO???? He showed me a wedding
picture and she's a babe. No wonder he was so excited. Here
he's wondering if he's going to have to go through life
a lone Japanese man, forever going to hostess bars and soaplands
for relief, and he gets hitched with a 24 year old recent
college grad hottie. Man, what a bum. Maybe I'm just jealous.
Pah! That's bullshit. Who wants a woman anyway? Nothing
but headaches, heartaches, and a hole in the pocket! Right?
RIGHT?!? (Again, please allow me the quiet solace of
a scene in one of my classes yesterday. It wasn't actually
my fault,I wasn't trying to. I was walking around asking
the students questions trying to make sure they had got
the concept, when I came upon a student with a notebook
on her desk with the words, "LOVE JEFF" and a
little red heart on it. Those were pretty much the only
markings on the notebook. It was really cute and I said,
"Awwww!! Thank you!! "You're so sweet!" while
putting both my hands on her shoulders. She tried to pass
it off like it wasn't her notebook, but no one would take
it and she got REAL embarrassed. She started to tear up
a little bit and I thought she was going to cry, so I moved
on the topic of discussion as quickly as I could. Cute kid.
Feel guilty about that.