Whew!

I'm woozy. It was hard to go from not conversing with anyone aside from my family for 10 days to teaching 55 kids.

Have I mentioned that I'm tired of talking about college? It's not even safe to walk the dog.

I really want one of those paintball guns like Ari had in the finale of Entourage. How much fun would that be? I've always been intrigued by my inner battle over whether or not to do that kind of stuff. My usual MO is to think all of all of these great mischievous things to do to people, but I rarely do them. I just don't like upsetting people, but I love the idea of practical jokes. I took a personality test once and two of the strongest traits were "people pleaser" and "bomb thrower." That about covers it.

School's getting serious now. No days off until November 19 and lots and lots of stuff to do. This is the hardest part of the year and one of my favorite times as well, because it's a rare opportunity to dig into things without interruption.