Grump. Whinge. Moan

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I have too many essays to mark. My hip hurts. A lot. Technological failure mostly beyond my control meant wasting 20 minutes of class when my students should have been discussing Spenser and I felt like a fool. Again. I'm tired. Robinson - my younger beardie - is nearing a nervous breakdown because of Halloween fireworks, and there's still ... how many? ... days to go. Still too many goddamn essays to mark. Still tired. Cloning myself would be a great thing! Until then... still tired.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Aww, don't feel like a fool for that. You couldn't help it. There have been an awful lot of technical problems, but such is technology. Hopefully tomorrow we'll get lots of Faerie Queene convo in. :)

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Thank you "anon," whoever you are! I feel marginally better... but it's amazing how such things come back to haunt in the middle of the night. A pox on data projectors that don't work! It's a bleak time of year for everyone - instructors too, as you can tell.

[lilyfriend.livejournal.com]

Hadn't intended to be anonymous. But there we go with the technology aspect again. I've had more than my fair hair of hair-pulling days with my computer lately.

I do know what you mean about things haunting you in the middle of the night. A stressful time of year, such as it is, definitely increases the occurances of those sort of interuptions. :) It will pass. :)