by Michael W. Ollinger

I am exhausted today. During PE, we played arena ultimate frisbee, which is a little tougher than real ultimate, and I got hot and sweaty from that. Then, the period after, I had to endure a lecture from some professor about Congress. (if college is like that, count me out; but I was also as sweaty as a Tijuana whore in July) The lecture made me tired. Then, at work today, I had to move five computers from one building to another. I thought I was going to die by the time I went home. So now, I am worn out.

Well, November continues. I can’t wait until Christmas. This year, I am going to make a conscious effort to get my friends and family gifts.

Today is November 1. Yesterday, we “fell back” so we gained an hour. It was strange too, because when the sun set, it was only like 6:00. That’s the one bad thing about Standard Time, you lose the sun way too early. But life goes on, I suppose. Today, I don’t have school for some teacher workday. And on Friday, I am visiting a college, so I won’t have school then either. I will have to pack as much activity into those three days as I can.

Someone recently asked me if I thought I was a loser. I really didn’t know exactly how to answer them. I mean, yeah, I like computers; I have an extensive Starting Lineup figurine collection; and I named all my toe nails; but does that make me a dork? Methinks not.

Now I suppose if I was an avid watcher of cartoons, owned a website, wore glasses, and I named my pet fish after a jazz great, then maybe I would be a dork. Wait a second, I did do that. Okay, so maybe I am a dork. But there are advantages to being a dork.

I am tired today. I slept a lot last night. But not as much as a friend of mine. She slept 12 and half hours last night. She went to bed 5:30 pm… I asked her if she was an infant. She was laughing so hard that she had to spit out her Spaghetti-O’s…. I hate Spaghetti-O’s.