I'm teaching now. It's been a week, and I haven't killed anyone yet.

Actually, being a music-teacher isn't so bad. The students are responding a lot better to all the singing we're doing than I expected. I thought the middle schoolers would be way too cool to sing. And they are sort of too cool, but they're still singing. So hey, that's success. At this point, though, English is still my favorite.

It's not even ten, and I'm going to bed. I should feel sad about this, but really I'm just excited to sleep.

One last thing: I'm really getting into ultimate frisbee and general being-outsideness these days. Thank you, Ryan, Matt, and Matt, for getting Lindsey and me outdoors this summer.