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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Another down

Tired, cranky, so this will be brief. Got some papers organized, "to-do" things crossed off the list (asking for a library day for the 102s, asking for class e-mail lists), didn't get everything done that I intended to but enough. Primary impression from today's class: enough desks for 22 students, and 25 in the room--or actually, 24, because one showed up very late, and when I told her she could look for an empty desk in another classroom, apparently she assumed I meant she should sit in the other room, rather than grab the desk and bring it back with her: I didn't see her again. Well, either she'll show up on Monday or she won't. On a brighter note, there's one lovely student from last semester's 101 in this 102 section: I like her; she smiles at my bad jokes.

I just filled out the grid we submit to the powers that be (so, what, they can check up on us to see if we're actually where we're supposed to be? I don't quite know what the form accomplishes, especially as our schedules are on Banner). Made me realize that Thursdays are going to be far and away the hardest day of my week. Interesting to end the week with such a humongous day: I frequently treat myself to dinner out on Thursdays anyway, so I'm curious to discover if that intensifies or if I crawl home (metaphorically) and collapse instead. I expect I'll be wired for sound, too wound up to know how exhausted I am, which means lots of dinners out.

But I'm done for today. I could (maybe even should) stay and do more work, getting my feet clear for next week, but I can't quite bring myself to do it. It's incredibly early, but I'm going home to try to shake off this crappy mood. Please heaven I'll wake up tomorrow, bright and early, feeling if not chipper then at least smoothed out.

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