Monday, January 17, 2005
And every girl who could be a Slayer, will be a slayer
Richard and I just (well, an hour ago) finished watching the last of the Buffy series, so we now no longer have regular Buffy sessions, which is good good good, since I don't have to worry about doing that, and it was pleasant, and reasonably non-awkward, and a good time.
That's the story, anyway.
Then I went to check my email & found an email from an old high school ex-boyfriend who's still a friend; he and his wife are in Beirut. There's a whole story there I won't get into (a whole ocean of water under the bridge), but I had to laugh -- he was replying to an email I sent over the summer, telling folks about how I'd met a wonderful wonderful man. Ha ha! So funny! Laughing! Anyway, I replied as dryly and briefly and humourously as possible... the whole Richard story is funny, isn't it? When viewed from a distance? In five years, I'll laugh real hard.
Yes, real hard.
In other news, my first class is tomorrow morning, in 12 hours and 28 minutes. ACK! I'm excited, and nervous, and anxious, and looking forward to it, and dreading it, and I'm sure it'll be fine. I hope they like me! I hope they're nice! I hope they like my awesome new black corduroy blazer from Zara! (And if they don't, I hope they love my new brown corduroy blazer with suede elbow patches, also from Zara!)
Clearly, teaching ethics is all about Looking Good.
Oh well, if Buffy can save the world even if she's still just "cookie dough," I can teach a bunch of 18 year olds something about philosophy, even if I'm hopeless about men.
jane 8:02 PM [+]