I haven't written much lately and I haven't written anything about work in ages.  Probably because it is such a thorn in my side.  It's very questionable as to if I will still be there next year.  The headmaster, (also known as "The Sloth" because of his massive front teeth and creepy slow movements), has no appreciation for literature or for that matter literacy, and has decided to break the library up and scatter the books to the wind making it a logistic nightmare.  Mind you this is the same guy who donated books to the library and not one did I want on our shelves.  The book with the greatest literary value was probably the biography of Liz Taylor.  Not lyin'.  He's also a huge game player and likes to pit teachers against each other, promising a position to one and giving it to someone else.  I'm thinking of making a voodoo doll.  Does anyone know what I'd need?  I'd hate to have to get close enough to him to pull a hair off his sweater or something.

Unfortunately I'm rather limited as to what I can do for work here.  I have one tutoring job now but I don't enjoy it.  Seeing someone once a week for an hour achieves very little and I need to see progress.  Translators are a dime a dozen now and there is no way on God's green earth that I would teach in the Italian school system.  Actually I couldn't if I wanted to as I don't have the right licensing.  Fine by me.  That leaves prostitution.  I'd be competing with the Nigerians and the Eastern Europeans but surely there is a niche for old North American hookers?  I could throw in an English lesson!  Hey, I might be on to something here....

I'm off to drown my sorrows.  xxoo me