whatchu know about it

Yes yes y'all.
I said it once, I'll say it again. Man, it is great to be single. I love it.
Want more details? Huh? Do ya?

Nah, no dice, baby. It's still early, we'll see how things fall.
I'm leaving it at that. (email me if you really wanna know)
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Today.
I woke up.
At noon.
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Man, grad school is bad for sleep loving teddy. Without having to be at work each and every day, I'm taking sweet liberties with my schedule and reverting back into stay up all night, sleep all morning teddy. Man, it's wrecking my morning Yoga routine and quiet time. Not to mention, my whole eating schedule. I ate lunch at 4PM today, what's up with that.

Oh, I forgot to say:
Happy Vegetarian Month!
This is the first time I've ever heard about it, and I found out from a flyer posted at the campus cafeteria announcing their vegetarian specials for this week.
Thank you, thank you. I'll take all the vegetarian love you care to throw me.
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So today, I feel on top of the world. I had 2 girls throw some serious flirting at me. Yeah, 2 of them. My head almost exploded, honest. That stuff rarely happens to teddy. And by rare, I mean never.
In the past, when a girl flirt throws some flirting my way, I usually kill it horribly by saying something like, "my eyebrow ring used to get infected all the time. then one morning after a tequila bender, i noticed that it had ripped outta my face" or "do you know any good electrical contractors that won't rip me off?". Yeah, real smooth talk. That's what I'm about baby.

But honestly, it feels so nice to act like a kid again, and nonchalantly flirt with girls. Especially cause I don't really care anymore. Like, it's okay, you know? I guess that's what happens with time.

On the left is a picture of the brand new running shoes I bought last week to run the 10-mile race. They're great shoes, but my right index toe is all bruised up! Am I wrong to blame the shoe? Stupid shoe, bruising my toes.
But my left foot's all good. I even went to the running store and showed them my toe. They offered to trade my shoes in, but instead, I just ended up buying some nice $4 socks. Funny how at the running store they always convince me to just buy more stuff. I even bumped into a girl there who looked really really familiar, like I might have known her in college or something. So, being typical teddy, I stared at her for a second, then walked off.
Ha!
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Want to hear one of my educational theories?
Everyone is born smart.
It's the circumstances they're born into that can cause them seem dumb.

Want to hear another one?
Wisdom can not be measured. Nor can true intelligence or original thought.
The only thing we can effectively measure is how good you are at regurgitating information.

How about a third?
The only way to truly understand any particular concept is by teaching it to someone else.

Heck, here's another one.
Everyone enjoys learning something new.

Oh, and one more.
Mathematical thinking is most effectively taught when treated as a natural language.

One last one.
Teaching is the singular greatest profession. We should all hope to become great teachers, to pass on the knowledge that we attain.
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