Day 69.

Today I went to a meeting so I could receive a paper copy of the email that I received yesterday. Somehow it reads better in paperback.

the temperature is dropping slightly, so I guess we are entering another ice age. There is no other explanation. I will be getting my Uggs out of storage. I'm also buying stocks in Wooly Mammoth shares as I suppose they will be making a comeback.

Today, since Lightning Bucks are back I've done a few things. I've commissioned two pieces of art and I'm (considering) starting a Cypress Bay Lightning Bucks credit program. I lend out lightning bucks, and I am then repaid in teacher lightning bucks or you can try to earn new lightning bucks from other teachers and pay me back that way. If you don't pay them back before graduation you will not be able to graduate and you may in fact be forced to work in and live in Cypress Bay as a sort of indentured debt servant. I think it should work.

Normally this is the time I begin to write my Holiday story, but after last year's serial short story "A Manatee Christmas Miracle" was widely panned, I chose to not write one this year. Maybe. My biggest critic was my own mother, who "didn't care for it".

I really have nothing to say today. I have a picture to share, and I emailed it to myself from another account and it went straight to my junk folder. That makes sense since it is literally a picture of junk. It was sitting on a chair when I came in this morning and it took me about twenty minutes to realize it wasn't a student just overly stuffed with junk food.

Welcome, the newest student. He's already my favorite.