Well, it is Monday evening. I drove to Columbia this morning. I went to my stats class this morning, worked in the office a bit, and then went to my rhetoric class. It's raining really hard here, and I finally went to the rec center. It was about six and it wasn't too busy. I changed clothes in the locker room, turned the corner and came face to face with one of my students from Kickapoo. It was surreal. I swear I looked at her for 15 seconds with a blank face. I just couldn't make the connection that someone I knew was up here although I did run into a student I had several years ago who is now a senior here. His sister is a freshman.
I'm working on my conceptual framework for my qualitative class. Wish me luck.