In which trek follows

Following in the footsteps of my favorite Sheepie for tonight's Wednesday Night Bullet Post...

• Something very strange has been happening at work lately.



• Two things, really.



• Thing the first: attendance is up. Way up. I have no idea why so many students are coming to class on a regular basis but I was talking with the department chair on Monday afternoon and he said that he'd noticed the same thing this semester.



• It is truly a mystery.



• Thing the second: I have fewer funny student emails to share. I have a theory on this, though.



• Last semester was the first semester I used a class blog. I made a grand total of 41 posts over the fifteen weeks of the fall semester.



• Yeah, I know, that was more than I made here. This blog doesn't pay the bills and that one does.



• We are halfway through the spring semester and I have already made 50 posts. I am going to go out on a limb here and posit that I am answering their questions sufficiently in those blog posts so that they do not need to email me individual queries.



• Perhaps I typed too soon. I just checked my college email account. I had an email from a Monday student the other asking what time my Friday class meets. I answered that class begins at 8 o'clock in the morning. This student sent me a reply to that email, asking what time my Friday class meets. The answer was in the email she sent me. I had provided the time and she replied to that email.



• This student also whined that I had not yet graded their most recent blog post.



• Next week is spring break.



• Is anyone surprised that I am looking forward to it? Even though we are not going anywhere?



• No, I didn't suppose so.



• I am looking forward to break.



• Even though we are not going anywhere.



• I knit some on the sweater yesterday. I now have a body up to the arms and one cuff.



• The Girl Scout cookie order arrived.



• I packed up the ones for Number Guy's co-workers and the neighbors and friends and family and then I looked for ours.



• It wasn't there.



• It wasn't there because I forgot to write it on the order form.



• Oops.

"Alice" is here and the clicking of Number Guy's mouse is causing my head to throb most painfully so this is a good place to end. Too bad I don't have any Girl Scout cookies with which to medicate my head.

Happy Wednesday.