Awful weekend leads
to scribbling an
Awful paper...
I dream of being
the professor of
my own class.
There would only
be one student.
And that student would
be much more
grateful than I was
when I was in that position.
My rubrics would be
shockingly clear
to those who already
had a purpose.
Those without need not register.
Mini-phone conferences with Silly were the highlight of today. Sorry I didn't update sooner.
2/18/08
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I thought you already had this job...and I thought I was your student?
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