I don't feel so good. Perhaps I've been bitten by one too many spiders. My head is spinning.
Nevertheless, here I am, back at school, preparing to grade 44 memoir papers. Ohboyohboyohboyohboy. I'm looking forward to reading these papers, but I do wish I didn't have four of my own classes to worry about at the same time.
I hope I hear from Andrea soon about all the wedding details! I'm excited to find out when, where, and what theme.
I never did get that cry. By the time I got back to my apartment, I was in better spirits--perhaps because I knew I was placing 45 miles between me and the hungry spiders.
My head is still spinning.