Whatever! Whatever! I'll do what I want!

I don't know if it was the giant Steak 'n Shake milkshake I got with dinner last night or what, but I've got this feeling that at any moment my stomach is going to revolt on me and start with the intestinal distress. I've got this vague, general sense of disquiet in my tummy, and this I find disturbing. Well, we shall see. Perhaps I'm just nervous because I have to give a student a quiz this morning and I'm afraid he'll talk me into giving him the answers. Which, really, would not be a good move on his part because the test is on history of cinema and when I read the questions, I didn't know any of the answers. I just kept hoping that Spike Lee was the answer, but it never seemed to fit anywhere. Meh.

It's raining outside today. In fact, last night it was thundering and lightning, and J woke me up to tell me and I leaned over and whispered to him "You have got to let me sleep." I'm kind of a jerk in the middle of the night.