Today, I was supposed to be tutoring, but instead, found myself sitting on the couch while my student's ailing grandpa regaled us with Slavic drinking songs and the Baloney Song (all 6 verses of it!).
"He doesn't usually act like this," said my student, "He must still be drugged up from his hospital visit."
Yeeeeah, that would explain it. I almost expected him to bring out a hat and cane and start criss-crossing the room with his merry tunes.
Tomorrow is the deadline for sending the contract for the teaching gig in Irbil. It's times like these when I don't want to leave my comfy tutoring business here in WA.
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