I'm supposed to be at school today, but have dipped into my 80-odd hours of accumulated sick time. After a gorgeous and very relaxing weekend I was struck again by the suddenly resurgent insomnia bug, and got absolutely no sleep last night. Typically this year I've gone into work despite sleepless nights or sickness, but I felt loathe to do so today. I feel weak and shaky and my stomach is upset. Maybe now that my sinuses/lungs are clearing I'm getting the flu?
I have a big formal observation tomorrow and I need to be well-rested and ready to go.
Perhaps I need some shock therapy. Melatonin, valerian root, Nyquil, wine, whisky, zazen, Tai Chi, no caffeine after 9am--nothing works anymore. I'm going to go for a run and try to exhaust myself for tonight. Maybe I should bust out salvia divinorum for the first time in more than two years.
I worry about my kids; this is the first time I called out sick when they were in session. Will they have a quality sub? Will they get a sub at all? Will they be split up and told to follow other classes, burdening my colleagues? I shan't think about it. I spent three hours this morning writing lesson plans to assuage my guilt.
Saw Hollowboy at Fletcher's last night. They put on a really great show: very energetic, fantastic stage presence, rocking original songs blending punk attitude and rock/electro/dance elements. Very glammy. They've got "it," and might go places with a bit of luck. One song performed last night was reportedly inspired by your humble narrator's blog postings on the City schools. I'm humbled--the song kicked @ss!
MUST SLEEP. We have gigs Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Tuesday. Rest is imperative!