I may be growing horns.

If you were to draw a straight line between my ears, across the back or my head (okay, maybe this is technically an arch) today, you would find on it two weird, painful lumps. The lump on the left also had a lump friend living an inch below it. Three lumps. On my head. What are they?? I did not get hit by anything (aside from Steve’s cdll phone, but that was 2 weeks ago, and it hit my face.) I do not have a history of cysts, and they do not feel like the head-cysts an ex-boyfriend of mine had. They feel like lumps. Or more exactly, bumps. And as I mentioned, they hurt. “Tender to the touch,” if you will, but also sortof hurty in general. Are there glands back there? Could I be catching the (avian) flu? Or could the lumps be a byproduct of the neckache that plauged me for much of last week? Or could I possibly have three brain tumors? My math mentor (don’t ask) suggested that they are tension nodes, or something. I am going to the chiropractor on Friday, so hopefully I will live until then.
Have I mentioned lately that I adore my students? I adore my students. I love the awkward ones, and the popular ones, and the loud ones and the quiet ones. I love their long stories about their pets, and the way they let highly sensitive information about their families slip out because they are only 6 and don’t know better. I love that they buy me as a teacher, and trust me when I tell them to close their eyes before I read them a poem. (I am teaching a unit on poetry.) And on days like today, when I inadvertantly rush them and nit-pick at the same time, they don’t hold it against me. They are nice guys. Today, my pet (don’t tell the other kids!) brought me a box of chocolates for the holidays. I just about squeezed the life out of that boy! Goddamn, I love my students.
I was about to post pics from date #2, but I have to go meet Mike (and chaperones Steve, Rebecca, and Fiona) at the Veggie Chinese House RIGHT NOW. Next time, Gadget, next time.