The best thing
about school is new pens. I love new pens. I love how they sit in their packages, so orderly, so full of ink, untouched by hand or mouth or rabid pen-eating cat. I know there will be other new pens, but this is probably my last set of school new pens. Let's take a moment, shall we?
Spring quarter starts tomorrow, and even though I only have one class that I'm trying to replace, I've decided I should go. This dependens on how badly hungover I still am tomorrow. Because we had our Passover early , and two glasses of Manischewitz on an empty stomach is not good. I think that is why I dread Passover: not the crazy relatives, or the gefilte fish, or the 4 hour meal, but the nasty, muddled hangover from Concord grape wine. Must be the Jewish version of tequila. Maybe it tastes better after 40 years in the desert.
Expect lots of pictures of my last first day of school tomorrow. Oh, and I started a knitting blog. http://ratherlate.blogspot.com
Spring quarter starts tomorrow, and even though I only have one class that I'm trying to replace, I've decided I should go. This dependens on how badly hungover I still am tomorrow. Because we had our Passover early , and two glasses of Manischewitz on an empty stomach is not good. I think that is why I dread Passover: not the crazy relatives, or the gefilte fish, or the 4 hour meal, but the nasty, muddled hangover from Concord grape wine. Must be the Jewish version of tequila. Maybe it tastes better after 40 years in the desert.
Expect lots of pictures of my last first day of school tomorrow. Oh, and I started a knitting blog. http://ratherlate.blogspot.com