Mondays at the school I work at go by pretty fast. They went by so fast today that I don't even remember who I saw, but no one was interesting enough to write about. Sad, huh? But I did get to read many rough drafts of college essays. One of them had a sentence that said, "I'm brilliant because....". Wow. And I thought I was a crappy writer.
My sister had a new jacket on today, and I got to see my nieces. They are around my age and a world apart from my sister and me. We went to Fossleman's ice cream parlor, and I noticed that most of the people there looked like they go there every night. I wish I could have ice cream like that every night. Yum.
I saw this episode of a Winnie the Pooh show that we had on VHS where Winnie the Pooh and his homies look in Christopher Robin's journal and tell the stories out loud. Do you think that's teaching kids to invade other people's privacy? Hmm. Maybe if Chris Robin had a blog it wouldn't be seem so bad.
