>i had to learn this word last year because it was becoming a part of who i am. forgetful. i had at least three fabulous ideas for writing these past three days, and i foolishly thought that i was actually going to remember them until i had internet access again. and i had the good, old-fashioned journal in the same room with me at the time. it would have been so easy. alas! i did not write the ideas down, and perhaps they are lost forever. hopefully not, because i DO remember thinking at the time, “this is brilliant and poignant and is bound to be interesting to somebody…”.

i am awfully curious about what this week is going to be like at school. i am terribly uninterested in what i am supposed to be teaching about, so i hope that i can transmit excitement to the kids — they are bound to like it all.

soon, i will have to write about the bizarre encounter that i had with a stranger standing in line at Chipotle last week. all i wanted to do was order my burrito and eat it in peace while reading my new favorite book, “Boundaries In Dating”. whilst all the while wondering why there seems to be a boundary BETWEEN me and dating. actually, i know why i am not dating. i am not prepared. and that is just fine. doing something like that while unprepared is setting oneself up for major disaster. and i have done that. and i do not want to do it again.

i must go to bed now. i am clean and tidy and quite sleepy. but i will read first. because i love it.