sass and sensibility

"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit. "No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way."

Sep 28, 2006

awake

 i fell asleep on my notebook last night trying to plan a lesson on metric units.  it was 9:30.  then i woke up and just went to bed and got up early.  and i need to do that more often because for some reason i work really well at 5am.  why do i never learn this?  everytime i do this i act like i'm surprised that i didn't die.  i suppose maybe it's true...early to bed early to rise makes a man healthy wealty and wise....or... early to rise early to bed makes a man healthy but socially dead.

hah.

i'm playing the piano for worship this morning.  three verses of amazing grace.  i am not quite sure how it's going to go...hah.  good news:  i no longer play like i have webbed fingers.  bad news: i can't consistently play without stumbling over at least a few notes.  ah, well, i suppose it really doesn't matter...as long as i play it well enough for people to sing along...and make my mistakes confidently...:-p

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