I really can't wait to leave

23 school days left. I'm not sure what I said before, but it's 23 from now.

I like my job and all, but teaching sucks this close to summer, let me tell you. Today's Spanish I attendance rate: 29% (two out of seven present). Woo-hoo. When the students are actually there, I spend most of my time trying to prevent them from going to sleep or leaving. I know I'm not that boring.

In other news -- Will and I went camping this weekend. It was fun. We hiked into our campsite with my ridiculously oversized tent, beer, food, my dog, and no forks or spoons. Fortunately, Will used his new Leatherman to carve us some rudimentary utensils out of sticks we found.

Baby has beach fever. Every moment of free time means an opportunity to drive to the beach (three hours from here). For instance: tomorrow, it suddenly turns out, she doesn't have to work. So, this afternoon she says "Hey! Maybe we can drive to the beach tonight." Apparently she's forgotten that I have a job, too. This is aside from the comment that she made earlier that I need to maintain a certain relationship with a fellow teacher so that we can use his beach house next time we're in North Carolina.

I wonder if we'll ever come back here once we move. I strongly doubt it.

"Freaks and Geeks" is an excellent TV show. So is "The Office," especially the first series.