May 12, 2007 01:23
I knew I'd regret shaking so many hands during finals week.
I was laid up today with just about debilitating throat pain. Had to miss a work party, too, just lying on the bed struggling to swallow, hoping one of the D/F students who insisted on a handshake hadnt done to me what Jason Lee did with a handshake to a nazi-type in Mallrats. But around 7, the throat pain seemed to subside for me and I got up to post some grades.
Tomorrow early, I'll have to don a gown and a hood to perform as faculty marshal. Undoubtedly, I'm going to screw up, since I'm awful at ceremonial choreography. If I don't seat the faculty underneath the chairs, it will be a miracle.
Next comes the head or lung phase of the cold I've picked up. Yes, I've taken a mouthful of antioxidant vitamins, but I realize that's superstition. I'm probably going to be sick for a good while.