2. I can't worry about what's going to happen next. There's always been a next step. God's always led me to one. So what makes me think that suddenly He won't?
3. Are the dreams that I fervently wish for nightmares in disguise?
4. I really don't want to grade these compositions. I really don't. There are so many of them. I'm teaching four classes! That's about 100 students. And they're going to be bad. Most of them will be. It's Elementary Spanish. They're supposed to be bad. And I hate grading, more than anything, error riddled compositions. It drains my lifeforce. But I'm getting paid for it. I'm getting paid for the draining of my lifeforce.
5. My iPod earbuds are broke down. To' up. It was a slow process of erosion.
6. I had the UN in my stomach Thursday night. Japanese, Chinese, Saudi Arabian, Turkish, Italian, Malian, Korean. The only thing American were my peanut butter brownies out of a box.
7. People keep postulating that I'll return from France with a Frenchman in tow. Bon chance with that happening.
8. I am procrastinating, egregiously and brazenly, on grading my compositions. Expect a few more procrastinatory posts in the near future.
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