Sheepy posted :)

Taught a class yesterday and now I'm filled with dread and forboding for the next quarter. Yesterday I had 50-minutes of class time to discuss how to select a legal specialty. It took me a half hour to breeze through everything I had to say about it, and no one in the class wanted to ask any questions. (@,@)

I used to always get irritated when a teacher didn't leave enough time for us students to grill him or her about the subject. This time, I'd planned to have about 15 minutes for rambling questions and likewise rambling (but wise and witty!) responses. After I finished speakering and said, "Anyone have any questions?" there fell a dread silence. At least, no one snored during that pause. Then a former fellow student piped up to help the cause, which allowed me to digress for a few more moments until someone else bravely asked a question, and we got to the end of our 50-minutes in time to review our pig drawings.

Which I'm not going to explain here, as I may take them to Con with me in June :)

Rob bought me a GameBoy Advance SP for my birthday, after much prodding and me casually asking, "So! Getting me a GameBoy?" I am worrying my way through Castlevania: Aria of Sorrows. It certainly is sorrowful; my own cherub, who has played it through before, refused to tell me how to get past a sticky point. He feigned amnesia, told me to look it up on the Internet, then continued to pester Rob for details on how to do something in EQ. Vexed, I snapped at him, "Why don't you just look it up on the Internet?" Men.