Sound of Music, Supernatural and Yeah, I Still Suck

Darn busy. I'm on the lesson planning committee for next term and we are all over the place. Sloshed through like fifteen hundred links today, trying to see which are useable. Yesterday, ran The Sound of Music for my baby-sitting gig. Okay, so it wasn't really baby-sitting, but it felt like it. My students were kids fresh out of high school and the provinces and they were soooooo obedient. It was refreshing change from my more self-assured but cocky freshman and sophomore classes. I like that my kids have confidence, however, I wish more of them could accurately assess their own abilities and act accordingly. Some of them think they're better than they are. Those are a problem. Some of them think they're worse than they are. That's also a problem. Course, if they were able to evaluate themselves, I'd be out of a job, huh?  Worked like a fiend all day, then dawdled on Facebook a bit and of course, haunted the Supernatural forum over at the CW Lounge. Depsite my best efforts, I was unable to stop myself from watching the complete second season of the show. I'm so weak. I blame it on the fantastic-ness that is the show. It's so addictive, and yeah, there's gonna be a third season. Let's hope it gets the number of seasons it deserves (not like Tru Calling, which had the plug pulled waaaay too early!). My graduation is coming up. Doesn't have quite the same kick as my graduation during my bachelor degree days, but it's something. I can't believe I'm this old and still something of an idiot. It shocks me still how immature and silly I can be sometimes, how petty and stubborn. Then again, I think I'm justified a lot of the time. So, who knows, maybe it's a toss-up between my craziness and other people's. I know it's made me unpopular (don't really care about that) and cost me at least one good friend (pretty hurt about that, but what you gonna do?), but it's like a reflex with me. It's like Dean, and his shoot-first-ask-questions -later policy; you can't exactly turn it off overnight. Sometimes I think things would be better if I had a thicker skin. Or no heart. But not in a dead or icky way. Don't know. Tired and nerves jangled after Supernatural's kick-a$$ finale.

Final thought: Mulder was a total jerk sometimes. How did Scully stay with him so long? Oh yeah...fiction!