Suddenly, I have a deluge of emails asking why oh why have I failed?  Despite not attending, or earning a 30% quiz average, or never ever ever turning in a single assignment on time and complete, or just being a big stupid moronface from the land of outrageous dunderheads, why have I failed?

Bah.

The future is grim and colorless.

So Much Yay!

I have "Jesus is Just Alright with Me" stuck in my head.

Last night, Tom and I watched the presidential debates. We yelled a little, and drank a little. Echo was impervious, stretching his fuzzy stomach towards the ceiling and then falling asleep.

Paul Newman died yesterday. I feel like he was someone significant and kind, and now gone.

Finish with awful freshman, and think more reasonably about humans. Write brilliantly about Thomas Hardy's pessimism. Appreciate Springtime through champagne, oysters, and everything delightful. Pet Echo.

Stop having dreams that my students are zombies.

So, it's the silly library thing. I'm most likely procrastinating ( Read more... )

What book shall I take to Peru?

A little disconnected ( Read more... )

Today I bought shoes that make me quite tall (triumph). That is all.

When Tom and I move from this apartment to some anonymous future somewhere, I will miss the living room picture-type window. Last night's rain was amazing, pounding at the house, the ground, continuing through the afternoon. It's finally over now, and the light is streaming brightly inside. I can watch the depleted rain clouds rolling away while ( Read more... )