On days when we have no material I've been making open forums available, so if folks have small matters they want to introduce or kvetch about, there will be an open space, and you won't have to go get your misery in some dirty alley.
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I like the dirty alley image. Takes me back to the gutters of foggy London.
ReplyDeleteIn positive news, "Fuck" is no longer my first word of the day.
ReplyDeleteBaby steps, my friend.
DeleteIt's Thanksgiving break! If only I weren't grading a backlog of student writing portfolios. What's a good drink (alcoholic) to imbibe while slogging through these with cold, rainy weather just outside?
ReplyDeleteMy favorite for combatting oncoming colds: A good slosh of (cheap) whisky with the juice of half a lemon and a good tablespoon of brown sugar, topped off with boiling water. Drink while hot and get to bed to sweat out what you have come down with. You can then get up earlier the next day and grade in *much* better spirits.
DeleteWe teach the first three days of this week. Last week, a little corner of our academic universe imploded and, for reasons I cannot explain without revealing to much, was charged with picking up the considerable pieces. The extra 30 hours of work it's added on top of my already considerable workload since just last Friday has me completely exhausted. The colleague at the root of the implosion cannot be blamed, as it was something unforeseeable. In fact, no one is to blame and I did get some help from other colleagues, but it fell to me and I feel like falling down. Yesterday -- Monday -- began at 3:00 a.m. and ended at midnight. I wish I were exaggerating.
ReplyDeleteI wish I were drinking.
Miles to go ... miles to go ...