- Go to the gym.
- Work on the blasted article that will never be finished.
- Grade like 20 essays. Because I'm an idiot and did not do them over the break.
- Design assignments for the end of the semester in the comp classes so that I can have them copied.
- Decide what to teach in the comp classes for the two weeks following conference week.
- Read essays submitted for mini-journal I'm co-special-editing.
- Revise MLA paper to submit to said mini-journal special issue, because apparently it's not a conflict of interest for my paper to be included even though I'd hoped it would be.
- Update my CV.
- Moon around thinking about boys.
- Eat something delicious and healthy for dinner.
- Regret eating both cupcake and brownie for "dessert" at lunch. Damn these student receptions! Damn them!
- Look at schedule for the next couple of weeks and make sure I've written things down in my planner.
- Judge two writing contests.
- Pray to the quitting smoking gods to keep me from taking up the smoking again.
- Snuggle with the extra-lovable Man-Kitty.
- Find camera (which I shoved in a drawer or something that I thought was sensible but now I can't find) to take pictures of the extra-lovable Man-Kitty.
- Grade papers for my intro to lit students. God, they should really hate me. Take-home midterm due before spring break, short paper due after. I'm a bitch.
The sad thing is that I'm sure I could list more things. One thing, however, that you will be excited to note is that I am totally caught up on my laundry. Which, of course, is how I've been using my "reassigned time" for most of the semester. God, I suck.
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