I am feeling nonexistent lately. It's because I haven't blogged in so long. If you don't exist on the internets, you don't exist at all. Also if I don't exist within the Literati, I don't exist at all.
Right now I exist in various ugly classrooms with carpet like steel wool and no windows. It would be good for me to go ahead and move in; then I could save my rent money for a Jamaican holiday, or for when I have to permanently evacuate the country because John McCain accidently gets elected.
I sort of like feeling nonexistent. All I do is read and think about things. I have that "college-feeling" that I haven't had in so long, where your mind sort of expands. It is just because I am unhealthily living vicariously through my students. This does, however, make me feel smarter.
On the other hand, sometimes Garrison and Gato yell for me when really I'm in the same room with them. I've suddenly become invisible without realizing it, and when I say, duh, you idiots I'm right here, they don't hear me. That is kind of depressing.
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If it makes you feel any better, I brought my own rabbit ears to class last night so we could watch the VP debate (the internet is too slow). I was so excited! Everyone looked scared.
i didn't even see this post.
I didn't either. For realsies. It appeared when I wasn't looking, and I look all the time. I think that you might not be invisible; you just have a time delay.
I feel the same way, that expandy-brain thing. I am also living vicariously.
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