Three of my students just walked into "my" office (I share it with 10 others) and they're being goofy, fascinated by the most mundane details of our lives right now. Once again, I feel like a celebrity. Seeing me at Ross on a weekend is as newsworthy to these girls as seeing Madonna there.
My lips are numb from practicing the trumpet. I kinda like it.
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