First Day Back

The university was very hot today--
I had two classes and had to walk
a gazillion miles in between. Up hill.
Yep, blisters on my sexy toes.

My office mates are either sweet or sour,
unlike myself,
whom I describe to be pleasantly mediocre.

It's only 3:54 and I am coniving ways
to sneak a nap. Plus, "the cold."

The 153 Special topics course has started splendidly--
even though I'm afraid I may have talked
about the apple of plagerism a bit too much.
But can you blame me after last quarter?
Further, they voted to put _Sin City_ on the list--
so now I'll need to watch that. Joy.
The things I do for my students.

My first section of WS100 appears to be a nice group.
An incredible blend between freshmen & seniors,
this class has already corrected a date I had
on the board from 1840 to 1848--which, ironically,
makes me excited. #1 They are engaged enough to notice,
#2 They already feel as though they can speak up.

Of course, a correction on the first day
makes me a tad nervous too--what of my own ethos?!?
Have I lost any crediblity? Or were they out
to impress me?
My peers say I am too excitable.

Can you imagine if I had my own children right about now?
I mean, sure we would have had a fantastic summer--
but now, now that it is turning fall, life would be nothing but
Algebra
Spanish
Grammar Tests
Science
Social Studies
Viola Lessons
Band Practice
Endless Soccer Schedules
Spelling Tests (ug-nastiest)
Book-in-a-bag
Dinner & Clean Up
Friends Over

Geez, I have enough to think about!