This has to be the hardest time of the year for being an lj-connected Purchase Alumni. Wait, I think I'm an Alumnae. Dammit, the resident Latin-knowing person is asleep ( Read more... )

Almost time to go home, ye silly critter. But I feel a need to write. Since I have no time, I'll note what I OUGHT to write about soon soon soon ( Read more... )

Taught that class last Friday. Kicked Ass. Completely, totally, surprised-myself-with-how-good-I-was-and-how-well-I-know-Dreamweaver Kicked Ass.

It felt good. It felt even better to scoop up the grumpy husband from the bench outside the computer lab, drop him in our beloved steed, and drive to Mt. Desert Island.

That has got to be the nicest ( Read more... )