Not once did I ever get an early start to my ETN Tuesday. My original plan was to get up early and spend at least an hour or so reviewing my notes at a State Street coffeehouse. I never gave myself more than a half hour. And, for the most part, it seemed to make little difference in the quality of my presentations. One aspect of the course that needs close scrutiny between now and 1993: the discussion questions.
After class, I take Eddie to see Dr. Ellis. No ear infection this time, despite the river of green slime running out of his nose.
Tuesday evening as as busy as I've ever seen the library. With a gaggle of giggly teenage girls most prominent.
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