tomorrow i am being observed

I have my yearly observation tomorrow. An English department lass is going to come and sit in on my class and then tell me after how I am ruining their lives. So, that should be fun. We’re reading War Is a Force That Gives Us Meaning. Actually, the students pretty much dig it. They get off on little tangents about things that are irrelevant all of the time, but I figure that’s better than if they just stared at me for an hour and fifteen minutes. Next semester I’m teaching in a lap top room, so basically everyone will be iming each other about how stupid my outfit looks or updating their profiles on Facebook.

This weekend was my birthday. I feel as though the prime of my life has passed. Today, while I was filling out a survey, I had to go past the 18-25 year old box right to the 26-35. It was as if the first read hip and the second hip replacement. Anyway, Lindsay and Christina took me to see David Sedaris read at the Akron Civic Theater. He was hilarious, of course.

I only have one more week to wait before I can start eating sugary deserty icecreamy cakey things again. Lent will be over. In other words, I will celebrate the immortality of jesus by eating an entire oreo cheesecake.

I was at my parent’s house yesterday. My Dad was ridiculing my Mom because apparently she has ordered Red Eye for the past many weekends from pay-per-view and doesn’t remember.

Here is my life update in pictures.

1. Coco signed my birthday card.


2. Winston mutilated a stuffed frog.


3. The crowning achievement of my life happened a few days ago. It really is all downhill from here.