as i was driving the 20+ miles to mason today, it hit me that my plans to show In Search of Shakespeare to my class tomorrow were severely hampered by the fact that the dvd was still at the norwood library and the fact that i didn't have it as i drove meant i would be driving back later tonight to drop it off.
i love it when a plan comes completely apart at the seams.
head's been phull of phlegm all day. boxes of kleenex gone. didn't help my overall mood any. that and i had to explain to my students why so many of them failed the practice OGT writing. mostly because they were too lazy to write more than a handful of sentences.
ah, i don't want to talk about that.
so i get to sleep in tomorrow, which is great - heading to a writing seminar at miami u for the day. hopefully it will be a good time and not mind-numbingly boring. could do with something to inspire me to help my students become better writers - much of my passion for that has been scraped away by their apathy toward it. i wish i could spend my time in class on writing instead of the OGT. and yes, i know, the OGT tests writing, but it's a different type of writing.
i said i didn't want to talk about that....
listening to "changes come" from changes come live by OTR. why oh why didn't paul moak join the band? by the way, if anyone out there is interested in going to the christmas show on dec. 16, let me know. i'm buying tickets next week and so far only three people have said they're going out of the bizillion i invited.
ok, currently trying to talk to four people simultaneously on AOL IM. multitasking not my strong point. blogging, chatting, listening to music (ok, that last one's lame).
i have nothing of significance to share. good night.
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Tunes: sinead o'connor - the last day of our acquaintance
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