Telegraphic

No time for detail, or complete sentences. Flew out of the office so I could do laundry before dance--but the quick update is:

Plagiarism Detector didn't, so I'm working on the assumption that the various possibles are clean, and that the one definite is only guilty of the small bits I caught. Of course, she's not responding to phone message or e-mail saying she needs to meet with me tomorrow, so I'm working out a plan B.

Big kerfuffle in P&B today (emergency meeting, in fact; we'd originally planned no meeting). Icky situation which I won't get into here, but it did take a bite out of what I wanted to get done.

Got through the adjunct scheduling; now it's up to Bruce--and the office staff--to figure out what I fucked up and fix it. Yeesh.

Students from Native American Lit still excessively cool. I hope to say more about that tomorrow. I'll miss them.

Now I just have to wade through all the late submissions of stuff and final papers for the lit classes--and do a very small assessment of the Native American Lit students (long story, won't bother now)--and then I crunch numbers and am done.

Maybe tomorrow I'll get a chance to eat lunch; didn't today.

Again with the Yeesh.

over and out until tomorrow.