Disproving the teacher theory

This blog is an attempt to disprove the theory that once you start teaching writing, it makes you a bad writer. Most of my recent entries have been attempts to catch myself up with several months of events in one entry--which is not what I am going for.
Hopefully, this will not be the case from now on (at least for a little while). On that note, this is my first real attempt to become a better writer or, I suppose, "blogger." I'm also going to be shopping around and adding other people's blogs for inspiration. I need to ritualize this whole writing experience--make it something to look forward to, rather than feel guilty about not updating.

Where to update the blog? I recently bought a stovetop espresso maker and Kevin is going to buy me a pound of Stumptown coffee from work today. That's a start. I'll read blogs like morning newspapers (which are almost basically the same thing now with all the commentary that comes with "un-bias" news sources) while sipping my morning coffee (which is another thing I need to work on--waking up before noon so that it truly can be my "morning" coffee) and having Piper at my feet. While making breakfast, I'll think of the content; maybe I will mentally outline while I pour my grapefruit juice.
Ok, maybe this is too much planning. For now, I will just try to always update on Friday mornings when I should be at work. I need to do it in a better place than where I am at right now. Currently, I am in Kevin's apartment. It's right by the freeway, and I swear, still smells like his ex-girlfriend. Fuck, that totally grosses me out that I just said that. Maybe I mean, her presence just looms rather than smells--a random painting of Gandhi leans in the corner, ready to be thrown out...random furniture sits there, unused and familiar from when I used to live with her years ago. Yes, this space is not conducive to writing with ease.

So, on that note, I will end this with pictures of my Women's Forum class last night. Some of my Somalian students wanted to teach the other students about their culture and lift off any stereotypes that had been put on them. It's not like there's any hostility or anything towards them at school, just lots of wondering and staring. It was a good night. Now, off to have an epic walk with Piper.