Slow day, this exchange ... four more to go between now and 2, when I am out of here in a flash. Get my coffee refill at Starbucks and drive home before more winter attacks. Actually I think we are over the worst of it.
Tomorrow I'll attack the finals! And a few scripts I gave extensions on.
I see my books are in the bookstore for winter, all ready to go. Next to last term.
I am REALLY looking forward to retirement. I don't want the responsibility of teaching any more. I want to be a bug on the wall of life.
Sounds like the first line of a poem. Hmm.
