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Monday, November 5, 2018

Gawd almighty

Well, I got everything marked and the grades recorded. So, whew on that score. Of course, when I got to the office, I remembered why I should have been more ferocious about getting essays graded over the weekend: I rather forgot about the fact that I haven't yet done the minutes for P&B, nor have I looked at the promotion folders. (Of course, only one has actually been submitted so far, so ... maybe I get a bit of a break there, but still. I didn't do the sabbatical applications either. Obviously, I am simply a waste as a human being.)

So, I'm hoping to do the minutes during my Advisement stint tomorrow. And heaven knows when I'll look at applications for sabbatical or promotion. Maybe on Wednesday or Thursday, but then I'll be buried under essays to grade--again. Fuck me blind. Seven students have signed up, one after another, on Monday early afternoon. Ye gods and little fishes. I don't yet have the onslaught from the students in tomorrow's class. Oy oy oy.

Met with the Young Taoist today (a better moniker than the young philosopher). We were interrupted by a colleague worrying about her promotion application, and he didn't have much to say anyway; I'm not sure why he came by, but ... cool that he did. I also met with a student from the 102 who wanted to check out the mentoring thing. He's a budding poet (as well as a visual artist)--and of course that explains a lot about his writing. But we had an interesting chat.

I am now looking over at my desk, at the folder of "to be marked" assignments. I "should" take that to Advisement with me tomorrow, but first, see "P&B minutes," above, and second, whatever time I might have left, I want to spend reading the novel I'll be teaching in 102 starting tomorrow. I do need to stay at least one step ahead of the students; I've only read it once, so I don't have the kind of memory for it that I have for things I've taught many times.

Well, whatever. It's after 9 p.m., and I have to be up at 6 tomorrow, in order to vote and then be here to meet with the TIAA representative and then go to Advisement and then go to class and then go to P&B and then go to class....

I may fall over. I'll try to get home first.

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