40 days and 40 nights

So for some reason, I wasn’t aware that it is Shrove Tuesday i.e. Fat Tuesday i.e. Mardis Gras. I guess I should be a complete glutton today for tomorrow I should fast and not eat meat. The not eating meat thing is do-able in that I’ve been trying to increase my fish intake anyway but I don’t know if I’ll fast or not. I still like to hold onto some of my old Catholic teachings but anymore, I don’t necessarily label myself as such.

I do however think I might give something up for Lent. Why the heck not? It’s not that difficult and I like the discipline it provides. Or I might do what my mother has been doing: instead of giving up something, she does something extra. She’ll give more at church or she’ll read the bible in the morning. I think I might ask a co-worker about how she serves food at the shelter. That would be a good thing to do.

In other news, it’s about 10 and soon, I must trek across campus. I wasn’t aware that it was going to be windy and overcast today so the walk is not going to be the most pleasant experience. But sometimes grad assistants get sick and I must inform their students of their impending absence. I wish I could have been absent today – those little slackers. I don’t get how kids can make it to college and then do absolutely nothing but drink and smoke pot. Come on now, get your shit together.

(a few minutes later.)

And now I am all pissed off about something having to do with my benefits and jobs and well, I am just plain annoyed. I wish I could just close my door for about half an hour and forget about work. I want to turn the lights off, put my head down, and wallow.

Have a happy f’n Tuesday.