tomorrow
I have to emcee a really cool event and I am nervous. It is the final reading of work from students who participated in our community writing workshops. Unfortunately and obviously, my juvie kids can’t be there, so my partner and I will be reading their work for them.
I can’t believe the semester is almost over. I can’t believe I will be back in California in less than two weeks.
I can’t believe that the creepy laundromat guy hasn’t gotten the hint yet and is still calling me when I haven’t answered one of his calls in like THREE WEEKS.
I can’t believe I have no idea if I have to move out of my house or not.
I have to stop this or I am going to have an aneurysm.
Goodnight
