I was a special education teacher specializing in students with behavioral and emotional difficulties for several years. I am on leave from teaching due to a back injury I sustained breaking up a fight. Right now I am keeping myself busy with nannying and private tutoring.
This stupid thing won't let me unless save any edits unless I tell it how ambitious I am. That's an incredibly dumb question. I'm not ambitious because I'm doing exactly what I want to do.
Random other things that I love: Music (all kinds- but if you don't like Otis Redding, don't talk to me. You have no soul.), my kitty cats, podcasts (Stuff You Should Know and Skeptic's Guide to the Universe are my favorites) , history, The Muppets, Dr. Who, doggies. White people saying "holla" is always funny... so is farting. Moral compasses, Star Wars (I only acknowledge three movies), T.S. Eliot, Gram Parsons is one of the best songwriters, ever. National Geographic, Christmas, my mommy’s macaroni salad, reading to children, board games, I am thoroughly tickled by how many men on this site are "searching for a real woman" (full disclosure: I am the 7th Cylon, so I have to pass on those fellows), my headphones stuck in my ears, popular science junk, my brothers, pajamas, correct apostrophe usage…there’s more but this is grueling.
I hate soggy French toast and undercooked bacon. I seriously hate hair gel. And hippies. Don't get me started on white people with dreadlocks. Sarcasm is a thoroughly misused word. Irreverence is awesome but meanness is not. I hate touch screens and am getting a bit surly about buttons going the way of the dinosaur. Electronic roses are creepy. Ed Hardy has douchebagged all over men's clothing. If you want to talk about how the Whig party met its end over slavery, or how Wilson segregated Washington D.C... I gotchya. But that's as close to current politics as I am willing to get. Yoga is completely boring. I hate reading e-mails from people who can't be trusted with capital letters, the number 4, and the word "you". Ur is an ancient Mesopotamian city, "you're" is what you want when you type the contraction of "you are". Don't **** at me because my mail setting requires a minimum number of words...it's to weed out people who can't write complete or meaningful sentences. If you're really stuck, you can type out Wu-Tang Clan lyrics and we can see how much stays in your message without getting censored. Rules is my favorite.
I am fairly tolerant of other people’s foibles—and given the fact that I have several myself, that’s rather necessary. Let me get a few out of the way, because these might be deal breakers for some of you and I’d like to make sure nobody’s time is wasted: If I didn’t walk to and from work everyday, I would never get any exercise--so if you're a hiking, camping, 50 billion sport playing, no qualms about showing off your bare chest in your profile picture sort of person, umm, we're probably not going to mesh. I don’t drive at all—no license, never had one. If one of your hobbies is going to Burning Man or blowing glass... **** off. I also believe that it is fine to end a sentence with a preposition.