This title is absolutely true. I have absolutely nothing to say, actually I am not even sure that I am thinking. It is like I am on autopilot most of the time. How do I function? How am I getting through my day? I really think a lot of it has to do with the fact that for most of my day I am living from bell to bell, until the last bell of the day rings. It is amazing how the day passes when it is divided into equal parts. Ring.....teach.....ring.....drink coffee...ring...teach...ring....eat....ring...teach....ring.....teach...plan. This is my day.
On another note, I am reading Ivanhoe for the first time. I picked up a version on my trip to Kamloops, knowing that I need to read more classic literature. I am actually enjoying it. I thought that reading it would be like a job, but it isn't. I guess that I am really enjoying it because of the period in history in which it is describing. I love the medieval history stuff. Full of jousting, bandits, knights and all that jazz. Totally cool! I think that maybe this classic literature stuff may not be all that bad. Reading Ivanhoe seems to be the one time when I am thinking, and doing some good thinking at that. What will happen next? Will Ivanhoe and Rowena actually get together at the end? Will Richard the Lion Heart undo the evil plans of Prince John?
Okay, this stream of conciousness is coming to an end.
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Wow. Ivanhoe. Brave of you, and also commendable. Maybe you want to take on the 100 book challenge? I should probably do it myself.
You could take on Jian Ghomeshi's challenge and read Ulysses by James Joyce as well. Me, I'm going to work my way through the Hardy Boys collection.
paul
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