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Having a "low word volume" morning. Don't have anything to zing about. Will be on the laptop all day tomorrow getting ready for the semester and working on the storage on Sunday.

Had a good ride this morning. Need to stop having the $2 special at the Nugget. The food tastes good for five minutes, then I feel yucky for about two hours.

Somebody just lost their job at Northern Nevada Correctional Center. This will make teaching there a little more difficult.

And speaking of crime, this is the 25th anniversary of the bomb exploding in Harvey's Casino. Twenty-five years.

Today is my two-year anniversary in this job. Amazing. Unbelievable. The last time I lasted this long in a job was at TMCC is 2000. The good news is I automatically get a payraise because I go up a step which translates to about $30 more a week. Party time.

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade more, one ray less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!" -Byron (I think)