I secretly enjoyed the time when students found out (all on their lonesomes) that the comment feature in Google Docs gave them the ability to reply to the comments and questions with which I vandalize their lab write-ups (sending me about 50 e-mails with notifications of their replies and me shouting in my fake crabby voice, "Alright, now you're just doing it on purpose" while my e-mail notification-thing dinged for about the 51st time).
I openly geeked out during the moment in class when, discussing the potential and kinetic energy of their balls that aren't round that they can drop, someone shouted, "Hey! Can't we calculate this and put it in a graph?" and math organically sprang forth from their internet searches, ready to be naturally fertilized with their raw data.
But my day is made when a student tells me how much they love using the technology this year, and that they are learning so much stuff; when a student comes to me and says she's going to college now because I told them them my "I-was-too-poor-to-afford-college-but-I-worked-my-butt-off-to-get-scholarships-to-go-and-you-can-go-too" story in their lab group; and when my student with severe socio-emotional problems direct posts me in Edmodo for help for the first time all year during her study hall, sending me sprinting down the hallway to see her in person.
I think it's going to be a good year. Exhausting, but good.