Some Things Change
I'm back, in a manner of speaking.
My computer still doesn't work, but I must. Summer vacation is officially over, so to escape the job of marking over 200 speeches, I'm posting. It's good to have the internet back in my life, and even better that it's usage is restricted. Since I'm working, I can't spend hours watching previews for upcoming movies, or reading blogs of people I've never heard of. That's gotta be good for my usage of personal time. I can spend it on a more worthwhile activity like monster hunting.
I could regale you with my many PSP adventures over the last month or so I've been away, but maybe it's better to inform you that I've moved. I've left the big smoke of Yokohama for the even bigger smoke of Tokyo. Should you ever want to send me anything, such as a birthday Rolex, or a Xmas Aston Martin (just in time for Casino Royale!), then send me an email and I'll pass on my new address and phone number. A by product of the move is that I've now got floor space for freeloaders. Not much mind you, but it's there. Form an orderly queue and let me know well in advance you're coming. Japanese school holidays are the best time to catch me. Well actually, they are the only time.
Back to the bloody swath of the red pen.
posted by winstoninabox @ 5:52 PM
10 comments
10 Comments:
Ooooh, they let you use Red... Pen?
(we get told that red is bad for their self-esteem, and that pen is bad for when we want to go back and correct ourselves and be more lenient. bah)
welcome back to the blogosphere!
welcome back. I've been missing you
Welcome back! Keep that red pen in motion! I'll see what i can do about the Aston Martin...
Bad for self-esteem. Bah! Red pen CREATES self-esteem.
I've had kids, tears streaming down their little faces, thanking me for correcting ther FAULTS in red.
Those that didn't throw themselves under a metro train grew up to be mostly well adjusted (although a little timid during rush hour) memebers of society.
Now that's character.
glad to know you're back (albeit in the blogsphere only).
How's Mari?
Truly Winston-san, you are an inspiration to the esteemless and unworthy :)
Remind me to get that address and such from you.
In my class kids who don't make the cut, make the cut a different way. They can redeem the shame of their failure seppuku style.
Actually I've made jokes in the classroom about bringing in a yakuza fingerbone-lopping-off style of punishment for students whom failed to had in homework. After the shocked look on their faces I discontinued the joke.
Maybe my timing was off?
I hear it's all in the timing.
It's great to see you back.
:)
OMG, i am learning so much from this blog! Can i send my animals to your zoo for a week or so (or until they don't survive it under the metro. Most of them haven't seen public transport)?
Out of my 13 year 11s, only 5 of them have handed their (20%-weighted) assignments in, and two of those were late.
They don't take me seriously for some reason.
What *should* happen, see, is that one animal per semester should be killed WITH NO WARNING!
(Obligatory obscure reference to hilarious fan opinion about the cast rotation policy before the first episode of Star Trek: Voyager was ever screened)
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