I have not gone to bed yet because I don’t want to get up tomorrow. I know not going to bed doesn’t actually prolong the inevitable morning that is coming. I’m sure it will make it tougher. I’m not doing anything very important; I’m watching the Golden Globes, following Golden Globe Twitter, and doing a little planning for this week. The virus is still holding on a little bit in the back of my nose/throat and it’s really annoying. So I’m just trying my best to hang on to the weekend.

The Golden Globes just ended, which is another nudge toward bed for me. The news just started and one of the leading teasers was “drawings showing up school whiteboards; tonight, the strange story of how they got there.” Really? Um… I get a lot of strange drawings on all sorts of stuff in my classrooms. A lot of the time, they are dicks. A part of me kind of hopes the news is going to investigate the vast conspiracy of dick drawings in high school classrooms. THAT would be some eyewitness news right there.

Ugh. I should go to bed. Sad.