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I had a shit case come across my desk at work, and Wednesdays are always long, since I teach in the mornings. So I decided to skip class, since I was really not in the right headspace, opting instead to pick up some beer, play with my daughter until her bedtime, and then make with the drinking. As much as my brain doesn't want to be happy, it's been a decent couple of weeks. I got my first student, so now I've got to follow through on this whole teaching thing. It's scary but awesome at the same time. I found an old journal, covering the time of my first year of college. Lots to remember fondly, but plenty not to.