the last visible dog (intertext) wrote,
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Today was...

A Good DayTM.

I got all kinds of fussy details done, like rescheduling a specialist's appointment that fell exactly when I'm going to be in San Francisco. Like booking Robinson into a boarding place for the time I'm going to be in San Francisco. Like ordering online some extra Method mop cloths.

I also scored the Keynote Speaker of my DreamsTM for our DE conference! So that was a great achievement.

And I had a really good class teaching Sylvia Plath's "Daddy." What I was trying to do was show them that it's not all "oh, poor Sylvia, the victim" but a carefully calculated campaign by her to make herself seem like "oh, poor Sylvia, the victim." It's not that I'm pro-Ted Hughes. I just feel that he didn't really get a word in.

And Robinson and I went for a nice walk after work and it wasn't even dark. Spring is coming.

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