umm... yea...

"The teenagers are headless of any dangers of sexually transmitted diseases and a teen pregnancy is a desired thing."...

...perhaps the "headlessness" has something to do with the pregnancy?

I have a confession...

... I love cheesy disaster movies.

Next Saturday, there's a marathon.

I'll be ... ummm... busy then, yea -- busy.

Help from my English peeps -- please!!

I need to know -- am I out of touch?

I assigned a paper in which my students are supposed to research an ethical issue.

I told them to use some form of in-text citations, but I didn't care if it was footnotes or parenthetical references.

Countless papers have come in with some version of a works cited page, but NO in-text citations. Sometimes they'll say "Smith says...." -- but, nowhere do they tell me exactly WHERE in the book Smith says it, or sometimes which Smith article it is. Other times they'll write the citation directly into the text -- which kind of works -- but makes it really icky to read.

Did I miss a shift to this kind of minimal citation?

Do they learn this in comp 1 -- or high school?

or -- are they just f-ing lazy?

by contrast...

One of my older students came to me on Wednesday --- asking if missing Monday to hunt would be ok...

His concern was that they hunt really far up north -- and getting back for class at 4:00 would mean they'd have to leave very early Monday morning.

I told him that he hadn't missed any classes and that, as long as he got notes from someone, he's well within the syllabus guidelines on absences.

Chances are that the older student will make it to class -- and the bozo won't.... hmmm.

no more port...

So, for the first time since July 08 I don't have a port.

No hard little triangle of plastic between my collar bone and my right breast.

No more trying to get it to work at the chemo clinic -- I can go right into the lab to get my blood drawn.

YEA!!!

We may have to move...

... when I tell a student she's not likely to pass my class.

Folks, she lives in my building -- at our END of our rather small building.

She lives just below us and to the right. IF she were one floor up, she'd be our nextdoor neighbor.

She also doesn't come to class or do her work.

We're going to talk on Tuesday --

grrr

and, she's the one with the obnoxious mini-van -- the one with the malfunctioning car alarm.

In the blahs...

... not too deeply, but it seems like I have a lot to do and I don't want to do it.

I'd rather read, nap and ponder rearranging the furniture.

Instead I need to prep classes, write quizzes and grade the papers that have been in for over a week.

Also, my BNCC office AND my house are generally a mess.... not quite to science experiment, and the Minion doesn't mind, but it's messy enough to bug me.

I need some motivation.

I also need a pedicure.

Maybe if I get it all done by Sunday I'll get myself a pedicure at the cheap place...