I've spent the last couple hours cataloging each wrinkle on my face. On a completely unrelated note, one of my students referred to an article published in 1988 as "an article from the late 1900s". Welcome to my mental breakdown!
Tomorrow’s the first day of deer season in Pennsylvania. I always felt like I was the only boy in school who didn’t hunt. Still don’t. But I find the hunter look sexy enough to steal for myself. 😅
