The Honeymoon Is Over

So after a little over a month of school, my students turned in their first big paper for a grade this week.  Which means that our honeymoon period (as it were, and that's a stretch) is coming to an end.  Once they see their grades, they won't like me as much.  And I'm starting to realize I'm a fairly lenient grader!!  It's not that they're all bad, they're just not all A's, and that's going to be a real shocker to those who think of themselves as stellar writers.

{Do any actual stellar writers on Earth think of themselves in those terms?  No.  Writers are the most insecure of all people except for possibly the Real Housewives of the Bravo channel.  Not judging, just saying.}

My view twice a week (minus the students).

Lately there has been a whole lot of homework and yet also a whole lot of procrastinating going on around dawrighthouse.  Procrastinating from grading.

But don't worry.  There's still this:

See?  I'm so not joking about how she gets on my papers and books.  The worst is having her rat tail all up in my face, but I gotta hand it to her, she's a little love bug.

Also, it occurs to me that the *&#$%^* half marathon is in about a month.  A little less than, actually.  There's no way in hell real chance that I'll jog even half of it, so this is me resigning myself to the thought of spending an entire Saturday walking 13 miles.  It beez what it beez.  I'll blame The Sinus Infection From Hell but we all know about 1.5% of it is my lack of discipline.

Speaking of lack of discipline:

Loo Loo Bell is still a surly beast in case you were wondering.  And now I have to work on a paper that's due tomorrow.  See?  Not joking about the procrastination!