On Tongue Tip.

I can't remember what I was going to say, but it involved peeling my sickly self off the couch and opening my reluctant eyelids to gaze into the mind-numbing glow of the monitor here, so I might as well say something.

I got selected for jury duty. Perhaps you're thinking that's not a good thing, but it's one of those things I've always wanted to do - like having a cast, wearing glasses, and having braces. The bad news is that I don't live in Riley county anymore, so alas I cannot serve. Jonathan got picked too. I hope he gets a cool trial or something.

There are things to do this week but my brain is tired. I haven't really done any significant community service in a long time and I'm not okay with that. What am I doing? Me me me. I miss working with kids. They always give a different perspective on the world and teach me so much. That's about all I have. Lo siento si pierdas que este fue muy mal, pero siento un poquito mal ahora y no tengo piensas. That was probably awful. Sorry to my Spanish-speaking fans.

** Edit: I was just reviewing this paper I'm writing and I came across this sentence: "The APA defines BPD in the DSM-IV-TR as..." . That made me laugh. Maybe it's just me... **