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.

1 comment:

Silly Corn said...

I thought you already had this job...and I thought I was your student?