rock hard thigh

indurated. that's what's up with my thigh.

it's been a rough day and tomorrow i have to drive for hours--10-12 hours--with 39 grad students. to philadelphia in a van. okay all 39 aren't going to be in one van; we'll be in six, but still.

gilmore girls is just not the same without amy at the wheel.

last night as i was giving aaron sorkin a second try (for the sake of jss), i took it as a bad sign that earlier in the week, the exact same words came out of my mouth as matthew perry's. (the bit about why did i actually lecture people about dressing).

i really like my undergrad students. we had a good working session today. they are thinking and they are imaginative. even though they blanched as i circulated a list of questions today. they were so certain that it was quiz. i quickly explained that when they are in a 400-level course, they need to read because they want to, not because i might administer a quiz.

and don't even get me started on the grad student who stopped me in the hall yesterday to chat about railings after seeing some slides. aside from the tons of money this place sinks into libraries, i sure do like the students. they might be the best thing going here.