Not cool enough for a title

It’s been a while. My ISU is done, but not over. I present on Friday; it’ll probably go well. I found some really great poetry for it, but I didn’t note the poems in my reference materials. This is the one that moved me the most. When I can, I’m going to buy Anne Sexton’s Transformations. It looks really good. Catherine Orenstein’s Little Red Riding Hood Uncloaked and Mary Tatar’s The Hard Facts of the Grimms’ Fairy Tales were a lot of help. That will be the extent of my pimping today.

I haven’t been out socially in what feels like forever. This thing has ruled my life for the last two weeks. It’s nice to have it over.

Wren’s husband has his last chemo treatment on the 6th. She’s taking the week off to be with him. I think that’s great, but the supply seems a bit bland and I’ve already finished all the assigned work. Everyone misses her, which says really nice things about her and the class. I hope things go well for her and her husband. I’m sure they will.

I don’t have anything else that’s actually interesting to say right now. Good night.