Tuesday, February 03, 2004


GreenTuna here, reporting in from Beelzebub's iMac. My student is now officially late, but I am hesitant to get too deeply engrossed in posting for fear that she'll walk in the minute I do. What I'd really like to do is dash to the land of 7's and 11's to get something to eat, but as soon as I get two steps out the door, she'll show up.

What to do. What to do. What to do.

Since it's an hour lesson, I'll wait paitently here for 20 minutes, at which point I'll give up, run across the railroad tracks and meet you back here at 1pm.

Sound like a plan?

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