Wednesday I gave a three-hour presentation of a chapter of my dissertation to my seminar. It was intense, and only moderately helpful. I spent the rest of the day grading.
On Thursday I woke up early to prepare my tutorials, which took the whole morning, followed by more grading, finishing up a scholarship application, and then fucking rocking the fuck out at my friend's band's CD release party until early Friday morning.
After not nearly enough sleep I gave my tutorials, had office hours, and then came back to civilization to hang out with my friend and her 3 month-old daughter (it's insane that some of my friends have three month-old daughters) before going off to the fanciest fucking dinner party I've ever been to. It was at the house of the provost of the university I go to and some really fucking important people were there. Unfortunately, being really important does not mean that you're necessarily really interesting. Also, my friend and I were the youngest people in the room by a good generation, and we totally felt like we were sitting at the kids' table.
After much wine I once again had to get up early on Saturday to attend a conference all day, after which I went and ate tacos at a fucking taco party.
And then Sunday came and I fucking slept all day.
And then it's now.
On Thursday I woke up early to prepare my tutorials, which took the whole morning, followed by more grading, finishing up a scholarship application, and then fucking rocking the fuck out at my friend's band's CD release party until early Friday morning.
After not nearly enough sleep I gave my tutorials, had office hours, and then came back to civilization to hang out with my friend and her 3 month-old daughter (it's insane that some of my friends have three month-old daughters) before going off to the fanciest fucking dinner party I've ever been to. It was at the house of the provost of the university I go to and some really fucking important people were there. Unfortunately, being really important does not mean that you're necessarily really interesting. Also, my friend and I were the youngest people in the room by a good generation, and we totally felt like we were sitting at the kids' table.
After much wine I once again had to get up early on Saturday to attend a conference all day, after which I went and ate tacos at a fucking taco party.
And then Sunday came and I fucking slept all day.
And then it's now.
marvel:
Good gravy, I hope you are feeling well-rested now!
episkey:
