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  • One Year Later – How Bad Was Teaching?

    Today is May 29th. It’s a special day for me as I reflect back on the past year of my life. You see, one year ago today was the effective date of my resignation from the school I had worked at for more than 7 years. It was neccesary for me to leave, but it was painful. Like getting your teeth pulled: You know you need to do it, but it sucks anyway.

    For days, my emotions had been raw. Thinking about all those kids I taught who I would now never get to see grow older and leave elementary school. Birthdays and Christmases that I would miss. I was leaving this place that I’d worked so hard for and all those children I’d loved so much.

    It’s one year later and I’m taking stock of how I feel about that decision now. Instead of influencing young minds and spending my days imparting knowledge unto the next generation, I spend my work days ringing up customers and making sure their vibrators work. For nearly a year now, I’ve worked in an “Adult Store” selling sex toys, lube, porn, male enhancement pills, bongs “water pipes,” and various other fun things. Ask anyone and they’ll tell you that I am now holding down an inferior job to the one I left. First of all, it’s fucking retail, ugh. Second, “dude, you sell fucking dildos for a living, what the fuck….”

    So, after a year, let’s ask: Do you miss it, Galen?

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  • Update on my Life

    It’s been quite a while since I’ve talked about anything going on in my life. Snipers who regularly chat with me (those who do online gaming with me) will know about all this shit, but most of you will have no idea. Why am I bothering to update you? Who the fuck cares? Well, it’s a blog, so that’s kinda the shit you’re supposed to do, isn’t it? Fuck, even it it’s not, that’s what the fuck I’m about to be using this shit for, so here goes!

    The first major thing to change in my life is sitting right beside me as I type this, because he likes letters and words and shit like that. I’m talking about my very smart and awesome son, Eli. Oh yes, I’m a daddy now! Eli came to us about a year and a half ago from unfortunate circumstances. His mother, knowing she wasn’t the greatest mother in the world, willingly gave him up when Child Services became involved in their lives. When he first came to us, he was quite the little monster. He’d never been told “no” in his life and, as such, had no concept of how to deal with not getting his way on everything. His bio-mom would just give him whatever he wanted so that he wouldn’t throw a tantrum and, oh holy shit, could that kid ever throw a tantrum! The very first night he stayed with us, he laid in his bed and screamed for over 45 minutes. I mean, fucking screamed, because he didn’t want to go to bed. The first time we took him into a public place (Wal-Mart), he started having a throw-down over some toy cars that he saw. We went through lots of fun times like that before finally getting through to the kid that screaming and throwing tantrums wasn’t going to get him anything.
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