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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Woohoo! I sent them an e-mail, and they fixed the spelling error. Bah, I'm so anal.

So, somehow, I managed to get through the weekend from hell. Day Down Under was fun, although I was so tired later in the afternoon that every time I put the didge to my lips, my head swam. Children asked me lovely questions, such as "Do Australians live in houses?" and "Are Australians scared?" (When I asked him, "Of what?" he just looked at me like I should know.) A kindergarten teacher from the Harrisburg Academy is going to book me to come in and speak to her class, which is learning about Australia this year. And the head of exhibits at the Whitaker Center is impressed enough (almost worryingly over-impressed) that he'll probably have me back some time.

I couldn't sleep on Sunday night either, as I had a paper to write for Shakespeare class which took me entirely too long to finish, thanks to a nicely sauteed sleep-deprived brain. I'm trying not to think too hard about the Richard III quiz we had in Monday's class. It's not worth enough marks to really worry about anyway, but since I had slept for a total of 7 hours since waking up on Friday morning, my ability to compose a decent sentence or remember simple facts was severely impaired.
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