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No Real Point
Sep. 10th, 2009 03:38 pmSo, I'm typing the MFU novel "The Invisibility Affair" into a document so that Aithine can post it on her pulp fiction site. Of course real life keeps getting in the way so I'm only about half way through. But I've found a way to make it easier on my ever aging eyes. Copy a couple of pages at a time and type from those. Now I don't have to keep picking up the book to see where I am. I have pretty black words on pretty white paper. Ahh, my eyes are happy. My wrists, on the other hand are not. Over the last two days I've typed about eight pages. I feel so accomplished. Why didn't I think of this sooner?
Hair opens on Saturday. The vocal director has decided he needs more soprano from the pit. And now on songs I wasn't originally singing. Whee! Two days to learn music. Good thing I read. : D Can't wait for the show to open so I can take a break.
Enough nonsense for now. I have an SAT student coming in in about 10 minutes. I really love my job. My SAT students bring up their test scores by about 90 to 100 points every time they take a practice test. I'm so proud of them. This is why I teach.
Hair opens on Saturday. The vocal director has decided he needs more soprano from the pit. And now on songs I wasn't originally singing. Whee! Two days to learn music. Good thing I read. : D Can't wait for the show to open so I can take a break.
Enough nonsense for now. I have an SAT student coming in in about 10 minutes. I really love my job. My SAT students bring up their test scores by about 90 to 100 points every time they take a practice test. I'm so proud of them. This is why I teach.
