Caterwauling

1. Are you going to school this year?

I may take some seminars/workshops, as funds permit. But no formal schooling.

2. If yes, where are you going (high school, college, etc.)? If no, when did you graduate?

I like First Class in D.C. — it’s owned/operated by a mother-daughter team and gets some good speakers in for a decent price.

3. What are/were your favorite school subjects?

English. I used to be known as the “Grammar Queen.” That was until I went to college and was re-named the “One-Night Stand Queen.” I loved history, too — I was always in advanced placement English and history.

4. What are/were your least favorite school subjects?

Gym. Never understood it. That and biology and other science classes. Too much math. I did well in algebra, though, but bombed geometry.

5. Have you ever had a favorite teacher? Why was he/she a favorite?

I believe Friday Five has asked this before. Marianne Popovich, my ninth-grade English and French teacher. I didn’t just learn those subjects — I was also mentored and encouraged to grow as both a person and as a writer. I wasn’t just another dip who happened to land in her classroom — she made me feel like I could really be a star, both there and in the real world. And I couldn’t bullshit her, like I could with so many other instructors. I hope she’s still teaching — she was absolutely amazing.

Today’s horoscope: “Let your fingers dip into many different pies.” I’ll let you decipher that one. 😉

Siobra (aka the Cat from Hell) kept me awake most of the night. Maddie decided to sleep in my bed for the first time in a week last night, and everytime I peeled the little cat off my head or got her claws out of one of my body parts, I would toss the cat to the other end of the bed — unfortunately, whacking Maddie nearly every time.

At some point last night, I declared, “Everybody out!” I was ready to scream — it was nearly 3 a.m. and I had slept no more than 10 consecutive minutes without the little one either attacking me or my nightstand (this could explain why I awaken to a different radio station than the one I set). I shut the door behind them and still couldn’t sleep because my blood was racing.

Today is a day at the print shop. Woo-hoo! No more Veggies till Tuesday! 😉