
Book 3 has been edited! Now I just have to go through the edits and all that, and hope my sense of self allows me to not feel like crap about everything I’ve written.
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Book 3 has been edited! Now I just have to go through the edits and all that, and hope my sense of self allows me to not feel like crap about everything I’ve written.

This question comes up in class so often, you have to think someone out there is actually letting their kids have free days where they don’t do any work. If I ever find them, we will have words. Oh yes, so many words.

We’ve hit that point in the week where brains have just turned to mush.

So much coffee in the house. So much coffee.

Two-hour delay means I’ll probably just sleep in, to be honest.

Ninja Steve is lovable and adorable, but he is so dumb. So dumb.

Someone’s team won, while someone else’s lost? I don’t really care.

The Louis Armstrong version is clearly the superior version, if for no other reason than the fact that he throws it to himself at the end for the trumpet solo. That’s a baller move.

There are times it makes me feel like I’m a terrible teacher. I see their grades, their lack of effort, and it just eats me up. Am I really not any good?
Then I see their grades in other classes and realize that, sometimes, it’s the student, not the teacher. They gotta meet you part way, at least.