When Tuesday Is Monday

Well, at least in my brain, anyway. On the one hand the short week is nice, but on the other, well, I like that my Tuesdays are normally the second day in my week. I feel much more in the groove of teaching on Tuesdays, usually, and I think that this has to do with the fact that I actually move into my week on Monday, if that makes sense. That said, I did have the joy of giving my model presentation today in one class and of lecturing on a text that required me to draw a fountain bursting into the air, a fountain located in a romantic chasm in fact. This is one of the favorite things I get to do every fall, which is truly and totally embarassing to my students. It may also be that I use the word "ejaculation" at least four times as I do the drawing. And yes, I am perverse, but I'll do what I've got to do to keep those eyes open and into the material.

In other news, I'm sad to see all the lonely people who responded to my post, but I am also heartened to see that there are this many of us hanging around, which has to mean that we may be lonely but that we are not weirdos. Or that we are weirdos, but at least not in this regard. At any rate, I don't have the heart to post more about this today, but maybe I will again at another time.

I think I'm going to go eat some lunch now. And I've got grading I really should do, which makes me want to cry, as it means that the semester is really underway. 44 things for one class and 10 for another. And yes, I know it's my fault as I assign all of this stuff. And no, I'm not really going to grade until I can't avoid it any longer, which will probably be Thursday.