The song” you can’t win” from the Wiz keeps running through my head’, particularly the line “before some turkey blows out your flame”. I’m not at my best and I really have got to get a handle on the posting from the touch screen thing.
I’m feeling tired. It’s possible I’m just really bored, but I doubt it. I just feel filleted, like I don’t have any bones. (Keep the comments to yourselves, perverts!)
I wrote a critical essay for the new job and started editing an ebook for the other. I also supervised a few classes. (I say ‘supervised’ because they closed the musical yesterday and their teachers took pity on them and didn’t require any students to actively do anything.)
I keep looking down hoping to see turtles. So far I all I see is the boots that I put on this morning before I remembered that they squeak horribly when I walk across the room. I didn’t care enough to change them and if any student noticed and was at all bothered by it, they didn’t say anything about.
In my world, having a less than interesting day is a nice change of pace. I don’t really want to look up in case a jagular drops down on me.
I’m not nearly as pitiful as I sound.