Aurora Dimitre's Books and Rambling

 

  Tell your boyfriend if he says he's got beef that I'm a vegetarian and I'm not fucking scared of him -- That's 3OH!3 if you were unaware of popular music ~2009. I was in upper elementary/middle school, so of course I was very aware of 3OH!3, because everyone was absolutely loving "Don't Trust Me" and "Starstrukk" and the couple of songs that they did with Ke$ha. She still had the dollar sign back them, calm down.  But they just came out with a new song. Below-- I will say, I am like, a little bit disappointed... there's none of the absolute word showmanship of their last album, which was legitimately in iambic pentameter in places (also, it was just fun lyricism: I got the conch, ain't no Lord of the Flies shit / It's more like you'll be catching flies on your eyelids / But I keep crashing on the rocks of the sirens / Playing murder-fuck-kill with death on a desert island ) (Foreman was an English major in college). And it's

 

 

 So, I teach English at a very very small high school. I'm talking we have about 46 high schoolers, give or take. The biggest class is of about 10, the smallest is our graduating class, which is 3. And so, since the school is so small, the high school library is also in my room. I've had a lot of fun picking out new books for the year (we order a few every month; bitch gotta budget of a thousand dollars for new books which is pretty killah), but you know what I've had more fun with? Ohhhh I made a library spreadsheet. It started simple, right? I had a notebook that noted who had what books taken out, because I remember from my time at this tiny high school that you could just take whatever and nobody knew and I definitely still have a couple in the book wall, like, right now, and I graduated six years ago. So that was the first step.  Backing up a bit, I did work at a library during college, which did sort of give me some ideas.  So, when I decided to make it a spreadsheet

 Up until about October of 2020, I owned a 1994 Mercury Grand Marquis. She was long, gray, and had an oil leak that made it necessary to dump about two quarts of oil down the hatch a week. She was also rear-wheel drive and if any of you have driven a boat in the winter when it's icy and snowy and wet outside, you will know how much of a pain in the ass it is.  Here's the fine lady herself. So, this is kind of a fun car in the summer time (not that it's mine anymore, this baby got me $800), it's absolute dogshit in the winter. And the thing is, you do not see very  many 1994 Mercury Grand Marquises hanging around at this point. I remember once, I was driving through a town slightly bigger than the one I currently reside in, and I saw like, a 1990 Mercury Grand Marquis and I got fucking pumped, dude.      Hey, mom, I joined a gang!  Anyway, when I say you never see any other cars like that car, that goes double for the winter. This baby was rear-wheel drive, AKA the worst

 

 Weather's actually holding out pretty nice for the good ol' NoDak right about now; it's windy as hell (woke up this morning to "lol u gonna get 70mph gusts good fucking luck" but then got to drive home with only 55mph gusts in a fucking Expedition so we're doing great) today but it was supposed to snow and it didn't. Also, it hit 50 yesterday so like, that's new.  Let's say this again: I am sitting here on this plain where I am used to so much cold and snow and wind, and all that we are getting is the wind. It's like the universe knew I have a 45mile commute this year and decided to be nice. I mean, there's been some bitch of fog several mornings, but....like....where's the sad?  I am so fucking confused, you guys. We've barely been in the negatives this year, and that was like, single digits negatives. We're a far cry from that polar vortex or like literally any other year when we have at least a couple days of -40 with wind c

 NOtE;EVERY t WILL BE LOWERCASE AS MY t KEY IS BROKEN So, like, I'm still alive.  I guess technically I've only been minimally online for about the whole of the year, which is not actually all that long at this point, but I have an excuse and its name is computer problems. My desktop, to put it delicately, has shit the bed.  It all started sometime last year, when it would just randomly crash, but it would just start back up and overall be, like, okay. then at some point, probably around the first, the sound cut out, and then it wouldn't even connect to the internet w/o crashing. So I'm on my old college laptop, which has a broken t key.  Hopefully the desktop will be fixed by the end of this coming weekend, but if not, I'll keep hating myself every time I write, because of course it had to be a letter as common as t that doesn't work.  So that's where I've been. Also Steven had gout and so was off work for a week and so I didn't end up doing much th