First things first - My post last night was sooo not supposed to be the first post on the top of the page today! I had things to post about just this morning so that you wouldn't come here and see "Must Comment Monday!" That so wasn't the point! I was supposed to have that be posted on Sunday so y'all wouldn't feel obligated ...
ah well. Let me tell you a story.
I have had one of those weeks. You know the kind? The kind where you don't have all that much to do and therefore not all that much gets done? Yeah. I had one of those. So I knew I had a paper to write for my class tonight, so I started it last night and finished it this morning. While working on my paper I double checked the syllabus so I was sure I got everything in my paper that I needed to get in my paper and OH MY GOODNESS HOLY CRAP I HAVE TO TELL TONIGHT IN STORYTELLING! That's pretty much how it went. I freaked out a bit, but I had to go to work so I did. After work I had a half an hour then an hour and a half drive, then about forty five minutes of waiting for class to start in which I picked out my stories, learned them, and perfected them. That's right, I'm talking plural. By the time it was class time I had prepared four stories. They were short Goha the Wise Fool stories, but still! Four stories! And not only that, but I gave a kick-ass telling! I could just feel it. I knew what I was going to say, I got the class super engaged. It rocked!
I am loving this class! I'm one of those doubters - one of those people who never feels quite good at anything. Storytelling, I just clicked with and I feel ... good. I feel talented! It is quite a fantastic feeling.
And to conclude, I shared the following joke with friends yesterday:
Why do the French only eat one egg for breakfast? (answer in the comments)
And one of my friends replied with this ... possibly one of the best language jokes I've seen in awhile.