I feel terribly, terribly ecstatic but I can't jump around because I stayed up till five-thirty writing and that was awesome, but then I had to wake up and teach this kid at ten-thirty. And she looks as bleary as I feel. Sitting side by side now,I'm having coffee, she's having chocolate milk, and she's writing a story about a magician's hat. And look at the weather. Today is clearly going places.
Ooooh, earthquake last night. I want to celebrate having survived, 7.7 IS a big deal.