Amelia Earhart was a childhood hero of mine. Of course by childhood, I refer to a period of time that stretched well into my early twenties...but I'm growing up now.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Manuel Towers, how are you? Is nice today. Good. Goodbye.

Things have been a little hectic here at the Hotel Crazygonuts…er, school of education. And this is how I know it’s starting to get to me: I spent 10 minutes freaking out looking for my file cabinet keys this morning. And I found them…in my trash can! It’s a good thing I put things away where I can find them.

(It’s also a good thing I keep a big can of Lysol at my desk.)


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