sat / grading my life away / waffle house / transposed as prof in every corner of room, tucson, cafe, making dent in 80 essays in my possession / fall sets in slowly

penance for getting consumed by my own work/aka general life yesterday is stress attack grading today.

grita chills for everyone tho. has gained summer weight loss back fully as i suspected she would hardly moving her ass around this lovely shotgun duplex we call home.

i always pause to enjoy flaubert's platitudes. 'dolphin. carries children on its back.' 'doubt. worse than negation.' love it.