Getting all hot and bothered

I know better, but I had to do it anyway. I ranted. At my poor English 250 class. I let them know how much I hated bigotry and intolerance. Oh, well. That's the grouping of cheerleaders. Maybe a couple of them will drop the class. I could see blatant horror on some of their faces when I let them know that I found it perfectly fine to put a mosque two blocks from where the World Trade Center towers had stood. I told them that Islam was no more represented by Al Quaida than Christianity was by David Koresh and Jim Jones. I also told them that I did not support punishing flag burners, and that I did not dislike non-Christian faiths. I told them that our country was NOT founded to be a Christian country; rather, it was founded to support those who chose not to adhere to the majority religion.

I am so tired. First, I slept badly because my left wrist went all carpal-tunnel on me and hurt like heck for most of the night. Second, I taught my four classes today, and my legs and feet are aching!

The sky is dark and ominous, as if a storm is moving in. However, the radar is clear, so apparently there is nothing to fear. It was nice to be able to sleep without air conditioning on at home, even if we do hear the neighbors' noises. At the apartment, I hear quite a few more noises, and believe me, if I could shut the window, I'd do it. But I would have no ventilation whatsoever if I did that, so until the weather gets cold, my little fan will stay put.

I am also quite hungry since I have had only a cup of yogurt and a package of cheese crackers since breakfast at 6:30 this morning. I'm tempted to get something more substantive than my usual frozen dinner for supper tonight, but that temptation is outweighed by my overwhelming fatigue.

We found out Daniel had gone to DragonCon in Atlanta. So much for the $500 we sent him for his birthday. Still, I hope he had fun. He needs a bed to sleep on and a sofa to sit on, but if he wants to bond over science fiction, that's not a bad thing.