Summer school has started, and I am apparently in denial about the whole “teaching every day” bullshit, as I have stayed up drinking wine and watching TV with friends. Is now very late and I must face the reality of being, at best, slightly stupid and smelling of adult beverages in the morning. Awesome.
Category / Asides
Girl Post
Just had my girl friends over for the premiere of So You Think You Can Dance. Also under discussion: many shoes, among which a new pair of mine that render me over 6′ and prone to break an ankle. How I have missed having local female friends.
Guess what?
If you have an iPhone and you make a “webclip” of this site, there’s now a fancy-schmancy typewriter icon. Isn’t that fabulous? I found out how here.
Up watching some S4 of Buffy. I love the one where Willow’s spell makes Spike and Buffy fall in love temporarily. Perhaps a TV Top Fives post is in order soon.
Testing
I have a new mobile interface-a-majig, so I’m just seeing if I indeed can post via my phone again. Signs point to yes.
DCFC!
I am so excited about the new Death Cab for Cutie album, which I wrote about here, that I had to tell you about it here, too. Go! Listen! I swear to dog you had better listen to this album.
Tomorrow: Day of Reckoning
I have to finish the last 12 research papers and also grade 25 final papers tomorrow, after which point, I can turn in grades for the last class, after which point I can slip into sweatpants and a glass of whiskey. What? I effing deserve one. Or seven. More soon!
TV Tonight
Tonight is America’s Next Top Model (where my TVBF Nigel Barker is the photographer for the girls’ main shoot) and Top Chef. How excellent! I believe I will kick back with the perfect summer drink (Tanqueray, club soda, OJ) and watch a little tube. I should post about these shows sometime.
I heff taught zem nossink, Lebowski, nossink!
Graded finals for my lit classes for the past several days, which was appalling and depressing in every way. Plenty of ridiculous stuff to share once it’s all said and done.
In never freaking ends.
I think I have now received the 87,401st email from a student asking inane questions about grades. “Do you think it is possible for me to get an A in your class, which, BTW, I totally enjoyed?”