It's research paper season so all blog bets are off. My soul is being mercilessly pressed by a huge stack of papers that NEED to be marked, so much so that I feel like I should whisper, "more... weight..." as I gasp for my my last breath in this my final, stoic declaration. Or maybe it's this HORRIBLE flu that my students have generously shared with me that is constricting my airways. Either way, can't...breathe...
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Oxygen?! Who needs it?
It's research paper season so all blog bets are off. My soul is being mercilessly pressed by a huge stack of papers that NEED to be marked, so much so that I feel like I should whisper, "more... weight..." as I gasp for my my last breath in this my final, stoic declaration. Or maybe it's this HORRIBLE flu that my students have generously shared with me that is constricting my airways. Either way, can't...breathe...
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3 comments:
Hope you survive - the grading of papers and not feeling well. To both I say, "ICK!"
Hey Ginger are fighting that same little bug at our house. Fun times. Sorry about grading all those papers doesn't sound very fun.
I'm very happy no to have to go through research paper hell. Well, for a little while anyways. But besides that, get well soon. Lots of fluids and proper medicine and what have you.
I heard from Parker not too long ago via Facebook, but I didn't know Draz and Kflo were here. But I don't think I really talked to them outside of LitMag, so I guess that's not surprising. Still, it'd be cool to see them around town, so hey. But I'll see about this alumni contribution.
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