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Crazy crazy work week.  I can’t wait until the audit is over.  We have over 2000 student records at this high school (it’s way different than Louisville High, eh?) and out of the 1000 records at the middle school, the auditor only pulled 18.  I hope it’s less than 20 here!  That would be a huge relief!

I have been spending a massive amount of time at work lately so I desperately need down time.  Yesterday I wrote a long frivilous email to a friend and watched a movie (Martian Child with John Cusack.  What I saw before I passed out from exhaustion was pretty good.).  Today, I took time out to eat raisins, drink a Dr. Pepper, and read some poetry by Alice Walker.  I love her.  So I ran across a few I thought I’d share and maybe they’ll mean something to you too:

Love is Not Concerned

love is not concerned
with whom you pray
or where you slept
the night you ran away
from home
love is concerned
that the beating of your heart
should kill no one.


When I no longer have your heart
I will not request your body
your presence
or even your polite conversation.
I will go away to a far country
separated from you by the sea
– on which I cannot walk –
and refrain from sending
describing my pain.

And there ya go.  Happy Tuesday to all of you.  We just received word that the auditor will be here for certain at 8 am.  That means I will be working late.  It’ll be over this week, what I’ve dreaded all year long!  I can’t wait for the relief.

This is different from myspace.  I can see views but I don’t know who’s out there reading… I assume it’s you regular myspace readers, but who knows?  You know you don’t have to register to comment, so someone let me know you’re there!

I started two different blogs earlier.  First, I have a lot to say about Sarah Palin.  As a woman, as a voter, as an American, an intellectual… there is just a lot to say.  I will try to have that done by the end of the weekend, but for now I just have so much more on my mind.

So I started another one, about being burned, losing a friend (no one any of you know, an old friend, I’ll explain later).  But I didn’t want to post another rant.

So I got to thinking, about how in the very near future I’m going to be pretty vulnerable and I’m going to need to learn how to protect myself from the people who will prey on that.  A certain poem started running through my mind while talking to a man tonight.  Not just any poem… since about 1998, if you asked me what my favorite poem of all time is, I would give you this one answer.  I need to repeat it again and again to myself in the upcoming months.  I hope it might be helpful to some of you as well:

Never Offer Your Heart to Someone Who Eats Hearts

by Alice Walker 

Never offer your heart 
to someone who eats hearts 
who finds heartmeat 
but not rare 
who sucks the juices 
drop by drop 
and bloody-chinned 
like a God. 

Never offer your heart 
to a heart gravy lover. 
Your stewed, overseasoned 
heart consumed 
he will sop up your grief 
with bread 
and send it shuttling 
from side to side 
in his mouth 
like bubblegum. 

If you find yourself 
in love 
with a person 
who eats hearts 
these things 
you must do. 

Freeze your heart 
Let him—next time 
he examines your chest— 
find your heart cold 
flinty and unappetizing. 

Refrain from kissing 
lest he in revenge 
dampen the spark 
in your soul. 

sail away to Africa 
where holy women 
await you 
on the shore— 
long having practiced the art 
of replacing hearts 
with God and Song.