First day of actual classes

I am the most tired individual in the history of tiredness and competitions.

Children have a lot more energy than I do. Take, for instance, this lunch break. Some of them decided to take me to play badminton (they ignored my insistence that we rob a bank instead) and what ensued was a little unlike badminton and more like me getting my ass whupped.

Mainly, i got dragged down the hall, three kids on each arm, to the gymnasium. We played badminton, some sort of tag where you just run around yelling "touch" (and backsies - wtf kind of kids play with backsies?), and then it off to outside for some good old fashioned getting-pulled-around-by-first-graders. PS, I'm in a suit.

Anyway, you'll have to wait until friday here to hear more, as I'm off to the House of Ludd again, it being four o'clock.