I made burgers and fries last night. I did dishes. I have been conferencing with students all week and it has been fun because I have only two classes. I’m already starting to miss these students. If I teach next semester, I will teach other students.
I have been a duck to water from the first day the Rebecca show is back. I have been running around and bouncing and gesticulating and smiling and cracking wise and hahahahahahahahaha. I don’t remember feeling this well in so long I have not felt like moving and grooving in a class for years how many I do not know or remember.
I’ve lost over fifty pounds since March 9th, 2015. Six months. I know I weighed close to this, maybe in 2012 but maybe not in 2012 when you’re really really fat morbidly so you feel fat always forever the whole number line. But I don’t remember feeling so small in Italy, 2009. Maybe in Italy 2011? Maybe I am just better or all or it’s all so relative but I am bouncy a blue ball going up up.
I have not been writing.
It is not in my nature to shower every day but this new red thing on my head is unruly a new style cut I may have to have her redo it. Or get out the flatiron and almost probably burn myself to a crisp I saw a movie once where the sorority girls were mean (as always) and they forced girls to do their bidding or else they burned their foreheads with curling irons.
Im’a make coffee now. And toast. I think.
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