Summer begins

I was actually blogging in my head all week, but decided that I'd drive myself up the wall if I didn't get some of these thoughts down.

I wanted to do a big honking reflection on my school year, but I don't have any particular pearls of wisdom.

Some of it sucked. Some of it was stellar.

A great capper to the year was the e-mail from a student's father. He said I made a difference and he appreciated it. I tell you what, that's a keeper.

I did generate some goals for myself during these two months:

1. I want to write at least two things. They don't have to be revised by August, but they both should have "The End" in the appropriate place.

2. I want to raise my score at Minesweeper to 20%. I'm not proud of this goal, but it's hatched in my brain and won't leave.

3. I want to spend less time dicking around on the internet. Blogging and reading blogs don't bother me as much as being caught in the sinkhole that is TVtropes or combing through the archives of my favorite blogs. I need to stop doing that.

The free time stretching before me freaks me out a bit. Not that I'm saying I don't want the time (HEAVEN FORFEND), I just want to be worthy of this time.