one month's worth of reflections in a minute of typing
does this now mean that we can start prying his gun
from his cold, dead fingers?
thanks to memphis and kansas,
we've won the osu bball pool for the third time.
well, C has, that is. she has the honor
of being in both first and last place.
i still don't have my third-year contract.
they sent me a wrong temporary contract.
but not the right one.
this weekend was a melee of bachelorhood,
also known as a 40-minute run
to break up hours of grading, cleaning, and laundry.
it's an empty house when only half full.
i got a (semi-)form letter from an acquisitions editor
inquiring about my dissertation. may might see me
ship off the manuscript, just for curiosity's sake.
tuesday is tax day. i don't want to write those checks.
three more weeks of classes--and counting... i'm
maybe going to get out from under papers tuesday
just in time to get more tuesday wednesday friday.