I Live Again

I return with no introduction. Three months of test prep during the day and grad school at night left me with little time to write about the drolleries of life. My first year of teaching in NYC actually ended just last thursday, and I am slowly transitioning back to a more normal pace of life. I actually write these words from Texas, 98 degree heat, and platefuls of meat at every meal. (Home has a funny way of making me fat)

Now that I am essentially jobless, I promise to get in a lot of good trouble and write detailed accounts. Much love to all.