So, tomorrow I'm putting in my first day as a substitute daycare...carer. I'm pretty freaked out. I mean, I'm jsut some random kid, why on earth would people want me to be hanging out with their kids all day? And why would the real daycare person want to pay me money to do so? I feel like I'm cheating or something--I only got this job because the daycare lady heard that I worked in my mom's kindergarten class all the time and I guess thought that that meant I was experienced and reliable and good at interacting with children? I mean, yeah, I guess? It was easy hanging out with kids in Mom's class, and I guess I'm just afraid that in a different environment and with random adults around I won't be good at it anymore. But probably I should jsut shut up about it, eh? Good.

Also, what is up with my erratic book reading habits? If books were boys, I'd be a huge skank--I keep on starting new ones without finishing other ones first, so I'm currently reading, let's see....SIX books. I'm two-timing so many authors right now! George Orwell, Charles Dickens, D. H. Lawrence, Jasper Fforde, Vera Brittain, and who ever wrote The Wind in the Willows (I'm trying to catch up on childhood classics that I never read as a child.) Anyway, all but one of them are dead, so I guess their feelings are past being hurt.