The bottom of my right foot hurts intermittently.
My students this year seem quite alright. Then again, we're in that honeymoon period where they'll do what I tell them, unquestioningly, no matter who they are. That usually lasts about to the end of the second week. But I have a good feeling about most of these kids.
I don't like to be used as a pawn for the Ontario Liberal party. I hope they don't win both by-elections today, thus getting a de facto majority (the Speaker votes with the government).
I think I'm going to start working out. I inadvertently entered a friendly competition amongst a few friends, most of whom already work out, and... well, we'll see how that goes.
Why is it still so damn hot?
I haven't played baseball since July. Watched a hell of a lot of games, but haven't thrown a ball in almost six weeks.
I doubt I've worn a wristwatch more than 20 times in the past dozen years.
I lost a few important little pieces of paper at work today, and I have no clue where they are, and it's driving me crazy.
I don't like losing things.
I "upgraded" my desktop computer's Ubuntu to the latest version, and I hate it with a passion. It took a couple of hours to upgrade, and it'll probably take me a week to reinstall the old version (but not wipe out all my data files; don't worry, mom, I'll back up everything important).
"Mixed Emotions" is probably the best song the Rolling Stones have recorded in the past thirty years.
I might go to bed Friday night and sleep straight through until Monday morning. It could very well happen. 'Tis the season.