I have an ice cream headache, but not as fun since there's no ice cream involved. The light is hurting me; noise is hurting me; my hair is hurting me. I may get ill.
That said, I pushed myself to type up the instructions for a civil war knitted purse so that I'll have time to recruit a test knitter before my lecture on 10/27.
married, knitter, wearer of pet hair, dancer, little bit of a rock star. Oh, and if I mention anything about students, rest assured that I have changed their names, gender, age, and any other identifying features. Or maybe I don't even teach and am making it all up.
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