purge

Back from Chicago, where the wind came straight off the lake and the beer flowed freely. It was the sort of vacation that requires a vacation afterward, so I was thankful to have today to sift through e-mails, brew coffee, shop for groceries, and do laundry--all without a commute to the office. Also thankful that I did all the lesson plans up through 2.26 last weekend.

The Paper Grading Fairies haven't visited yet, but they will. Hopefully soon.

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Today I discovered that my work e-mail features an icon of a bulimic trash can to accompany the "purge" option. It has made me laugh all day.

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There's snow on the ground again, but the sidewalks were mostly clear and after a week off and Chicago extravagance, it felt good to head out. The dog required some encouragement, but we made it.

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Speaking of: I picked up Truman dog this morning after a weird evening without, and I caught myself asking him on the drive home how his stay was.

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Currently love: this song, this song, this song, this.

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There's new prints on the wall and today the sun hit them just right. The ladies in dirty bathrobes never looked better.

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On Saturday I introduced myself to one of my all-time favorite poets, the one that my CW students are sort of in love with. He asked me if I was an undergrad.