gaaar.

birfday week. Boy-o-boy. I'm I gonna get rowdy--I'm gonna search for jobs, I'm gonna teach class, I'm gonna do my taxes, I'm work on dumb teaching philosophies and letters of intent for the job search, woohhooo. hold me back, cletus! Thursday, bday day, I'm a gonna get really off the cuff and teach class. not only that but I'll get to hang out with my bestfreind and his sister, who is visiting, and her one and a half year old kid. I tellya, I'm craaazy. After this week, I'm gonna be soo sick of having fun, that hell, I may wanna have a bad time from now on.

Oooh. "Sardonic." I think I may just elmer glue that to my forehead. salty Dave.

I actually don't usually care for b-days. but I like to be a little selfish on 'em, and this week people are pulling me all different ways from that which I wanna go. Ho Hum.

oopapah. My student is here for a conference. I had best go. or... Gee teach, is that a nekkid lady on yer computer...