Aug 12, 2008 23:51
the day my dissertation is due is Rosh Hashanah. I'm getting this sucker wrapped up before the end of 5768.
Work called at quarter past six- it seems boss never got the message I left this morning. Crap, crap, crap. Jens told me not to fret because it really was an honest mistake and I was doing the right thing to the best of my knowledge. Boss said to let her know before 2pm tomorrow if I'll be there. I think I will- God knows it's tempting to take the rest of the week off and devote it to writing, but I need credibility and a basis of trust with this job just as much as I need time to write the paper. This month has already seen a bit of crap teaching, which needs to be improved.
I made it to the "put deadlines on wall calendar" phase just now- intro will be done by Monday, I'm wrapping up in-progress transcriptions of two interviews tonight and tomorrow, another in full on Thursday and the last on Friday. Next step may be self-inflicted isolation from the boyfriend. We both have the best of intentions but neither of us is so good on the willpower. Candice was the one who forced him to leave 40 minutes after we agreed he'd go. We can't resist each other. Could you? The icon is, of course, for him. I haven't used it in forever but he saw it and liked it.
This evening I'm already feeling better than I did this morning. I hope I feel even better tomorrow. Voice is still next to nothing, so we'll just have to see what it's like in the morning. I can't use that as an excuse all week- I can communicate by writing on the board if I need to. Tomorrow they'll do a writing... I may set them on peer corrections as well. We'll have to see.
PS Clay sent me a package! Yiddish magnetic poetry and a pair of Golden Compass figurine-things from Japan. Jens and I compared German and Yiddish words. What a prize, my goyboy.
boys,
sick,
dissertation,
to do,
work