Gravatar Fabulous! I will forward the link to Lyra, who is now undergoing her grueling first-semester-as-a-freshman in Chicago. Glad to have you back in the blogging world.

Love,
Anne


Gravatar Yeah, I'm thinking horse excrement, German and near death has to win over the popcorn.

I'm about to make popcorn for the two horrible children I am babysitting and I've had only three hours of sleep. My paper will be late, also.

I shall in the very near future write you an entire paper about why it will be late, however I assume the fact that I am not taking your class will somewhat mitigate your disapproval.


Gravatar That was the most touching narrative of these modern times. The student had me at "manure and piss," and the student kept me right through "a pile of tiny bottles of Welch's White Grape Juice."

Thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing. :o)


Gravatar Yep, I was all ready to get my whine on about the lack of blogging, too, but if there's anything I've learned over the years is that when a blogger's not blogging, they usually have a good reason.

Glad to have you back! Now, when is your NEXT posting going to be? (Oh, did I say that out loud?)


Gravatar Welcome back!! I have missed you terribly, but understand how dat ole debbil work can really mess up one's day.
Welcome back!


Gravatar Glad you're back. We missed you. By "we," I mean myself and my non-blog reading husband. Your post on the Becketfest totally captivated the man, who was in the midst of an existential crisis that week. Now that he knows someone else truly understands the hopelessness of it all, he's anxiously awaiting further posts.

My maternal instincts (I have no children) were aroused by your student's plight. Did you perhaps suggest that he get checked out by the Infirmary?


Gravatar I also missed the blog...welcome back!

As another teacher of college English (first year PhD student, currently teaching Frosh Comp), I am deeply envious...if I'd ever received an excuse that interesting and well-written, I might even consider not asking for the paper. If you tell me that the writer is a frosh, I will have to shoot myself, as none of my students could come close to that work of art.

The grape juice seals it...and I don't even care about the minor grammar issues. Genius.


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