I've been toying with my website for the past two hours. Ugh. Broken links, left and right. It's basically been the same for the past three years. I need to learn html . . .
Hoa Ngo, the site designer and creator's helping me.
This is why I'm a poet.
Quiet again during advising. I guess writers don't need advice.
Woke up. Rain. Now, bright and sunny. As they say around here, if you don't like the weather in the Pacific Northwest, wait five minutes.
I've finished my syllabi . . . on to the lessons. But . . . Facebook is calling.
1 day ago