I was gonna write about a buncha stuff this weekend: skinks, the PRAXIS test,
adamselzer's book, the Room of Doom, computer stuff, werk/skool, movies, my stinkin' car breaking down -- again... you know, all kinds o' grooviness.But, as so often happens, the weekend has vanished, and with it, any energy, enthusiasm, and creativity I may have thought I had.
It's after 9:00 p.m. already. I gotta try to get some sleep.
