Today, I lost my "h" key. One minute, I'm typing emails full of "thes" and "those" and "hibachi," and then I go have lunch with Rachael, come back and discover that my h key has died. I don't know if something got stuck in it and it wouldn't work or what happened, but now I have this hole in the middle of my keyboard and my finger is trying desperately to learn to hit the exact middle of each key.
Luckily, today wasn't all bad. Today, I found out that K-State Proud awarded me my scholarship. I should be over the moon. I should be so excited and relieved and bursting with joy... but I feel so guilty. Like... this money should be going to other people with bigger problems and that I should be working more than 12 hours a week. I don't know. And I feel like I would feel less guilty if I let them publish my story to advertise what the association can do for other students, but I just don't want to put that information out there. So blogging world- any ideas on a happy medium? Everyone else is so happy for me, and I want to be able to share their joy.
I did, however, share the joy that is "Superbad" with Rachael tonight. It is not a movie that I can recommend, but I did laugh the entire time. If you feel like being 21 and immoral again, go see the movie and enjoy yourself.
My Development of the English Language teacher is off the charts geeky. First day of class, penny loafers. Second day of class, comes in with his polo shirt on inside out. Third day of class, I realize he still wears his class ring. Fourth day of class, he sends out an email. Turns out his profile picture for gmail is Gilligan. And he has openly admitted to spending Saturday afternoons, "tooling around on the OED and looking up words." He's fascinating to me. Why did he come here from Vermont? Why does he have a giant office with a PC from 1992. Why doesn't he have a printer in his giant office. What music was he listening to when I came to visit him at his office? What kind of friends does he have that let him get through half the day with his shirt on inside out? The man wears tube socks with his suits. And tells linguistic jokes. Seriously fascinating.
Tonight for dinner Hailey and I tried to be more adventurous, because Beau always accuses us of being Grandmas. So we went to Whiskey Creek and had the soup and salad... with cocktails. Have you ever tried to eat baked potato soup while drinking an appletini? It was disgusting. And the appletini, Betsy, was just slightly better than that terrible Cosmopolitan I had at Chili's. But at least we tried. Then, true to form, we went to Wal-Mart and bought scrapbooking supplies and muffin mix. And Hailey went to bed at 10:30. It's a wild and crazy life we live.
2 comments:
Is your geeky teacher married? Linda also likes to look for words in the dictionary and her greatest wish is to have her own OED.
And K-State Proud...when would they publish it? If it was next semester, you're not around anymore, so...??
He is not married. He wears his class ring instead. I think we could definitely get them together.
Man, now my "y" is sticky too. What is going on??
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