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Thursday, November 14, 2013

2-minute post

Trying to get out the door in about 10 minutes, haven't eaten since this morning, headache from about noon on: I'm feeling pursued by packs of miniature dogs. Trampled to death by geese.

But the day went well. I got most of the stuff marked for Mystery; didn't get everything done for 102 (no surprise)--I'd forgotten that I had an observation this afternoon instead of my office hour, so lost a chunk of time to that. Still, the class I observed was utterly delightful--this is a colleague I like very much personally, and in addition, I admire her pedagogy (and would like to use some of it as a model for my own). The 102 class was fine--apart from the moment when I snapped at a student who was being willfully dense about getting in a circle. The Mystery class reached new heights of absurdity. They weren't just up in the rafters; they were above the rooftops somewhere. But it was fun--and they deserved the fun after having received a mini-lecture about what a thesis is, how to construct a paper....

And now I need to get some food in me, figure out what I'm taking home, and brave the traffic out to Stony Brook for my dance lesson. I am so desperate for Thanksgiving weekend, I'm about to fall over--and that weekend, I want to do absolutely, utterly, completely nothing. Please heaven I'll get closer to caught up next week.....

I'm off. I'm also leaving.

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