Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Classes (3)

My classes are boring.
My classes are failures.
My students all hate me.
I stink.

On the other hand, I seem to have brought my son's pet lizard back from the dead once again. Not a total loss, this week, although it felt like it on the way home.

Coffee? A day off? Please?


Mark Scroggins said...

Glum, glum. Key quotes from yesterday's Bible as Lit (still in the throes of Genesis):

"So, this stuff about Jacob & Esau, does it happen before or after Noah's Ark?"

"Did I read wrong, or do these guys have more than one wife?"

My reedy little voice seems to have turned in a soporific pan-pipe for a certain contingent of nodders.

In other words -- you have my sympathy & empathy. Come visit: we have lots of lizards, everywhere, and I make good strong coffee.

Laura Vivanco said...

Eric, it's far, far too early in the day for a "long dark tea-time of the soul". You've already worked miracles on a lizard, so maybe your expectations for your classes are a little high?

E. M. Selinger said...

Hi, Laura! Hi, Mark!

Thanks for the kinds words--very sweet of you both. I'm feeling a bit more upbeat now, as the sun comes out and the second cup sinks in. Normally I don't post when I have a bad case of the glums, but I'm trying to loosen up a bit, use the blog more casually, so you may hear a few more downs among the ups as the quarter goes on.

Back to work now--

an anonymous ENG 220 student said...

Your poetry classes are great!