Update: resignation terms accepted, then they offered the $ to a friend I picked out to take it. Very smart guy, and decent. I went from scorched earth to helping him behind the scenes 🙄 Just as well, better for my karma, and that friend isn't the one I want to understand better, the one who comes from Outrage, a little town in Kentucky.

My boss remains in the acursed universe (of which I am the center, of course lol). I'm writing hexes into pulp novels in which Witches fuck whoever they want and are unruly, and the central witch-damsel casts a spell to make the bad man capable of erections but never able to cum again, not EVER. And he pops huge boners around his bosslady too. 

Spite fantasy fiction, that has to be a thing.

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There is something in me that will not bend. It's not my finest quality. It's why I break. And when I break, I break shit, logically enough I would argue. 

When I was just an actual teacher, everything came together there for a spell and I was happy.  But then I was flung from one intrusive need after another, impositions on my wellbeing. And all the successes at work, "the personal growth", since then has been, well frankly "pretty good for the money" as Times New Roman used to say.  A person should not marry / stay married to "pretty good for the money" because, well for a lot of reasons, but topping the list is that the other party, the person/thing you've married, expects stuff from you all the time. And every time you give in, give over, you resent it. Then you seethe. Then you leave. Or, you cannot leave so easily, you're stuck (tenured or equivalent), in which case you growl, then bite, because you are not a dog. Maybe you don't lose your mind and you don't start to go murdersuicidey, maybe that's just me 🤔 (🤨 you don't?)

I do wonder what this all will get me / is getting me. More fun, would be great  🤔 I wonder how you get that 🤔

medicine - grace potter and the nocturnals

my name ain't mercy