May 24, 2007 12:23
Kelly told me I would feel like this, but I didn't know it would make me feel bored. I know this stuff. And I know the stuff I don't know. I'm good to go. I've got about three weeks to kill and I'm bored. It doesn't hold my attention anymore. There isn't much left to absorb, or there isn't much space left to absorb into, of there isn't much left. How long can a girl do this for, anyway?
I've got a distraction of planning a class I can teach in my sleep. Kind of boring. I've got a distraction of the garden, but I've already planted enough leeks and onions for all of England. Where did I put my attention span?