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Mondays are just long.
7 a.m.--finish scoring a WISC-III.
9:30 a.m.--take Human Subjects testing online to get certification. (Thank God for back buttons...)
11 a.m.--Child Assessment class until 1 p.m.
1 a.m.--Advanced Research Methods until 3 p.m.
3:30 p.m.--read scholarly literature on the historicity of the Torah/Pentateuch and other OT texts.
4 p.m.--start on 6 month report of client with autism.
4:30 p.m.--time with wife.
5 p.m.--Hermeneutics class until 9 p.m.
I'm going, going, going from 7 a.m. nonstop until 9 p.m.
14 hours. A tall mocha and a double shot of espresso are not enough.
I hope that the last couple weeks of this quarter go down smoother than this.
In other news, I discovered that my dad grew up in a shack. For some reason in my childhood I invisioned my dad's childhood home as being a little more expansive than it was...what do I make of that? It's kind of comforting, I guess.
7 a.m.--finish scoring a WISC-III.
9:30 a.m.--take Human Subjects testing online to get certification. (Thank God for back buttons...)
11 a.m.--Child Assessment class until 1 p.m.
1 a.m.--Advanced Research Methods until 3 p.m.
3:30 p.m.--read scholarly literature on the historicity of the Torah/Pentateuch and other OT texts.
4 p.m.--start on 6 month report of client with autism.
4:30 p.m.--time with wife.
5 p.m.--Hermeneutics class until 9 p.m.
I'm going, going, going from 7 a.m. nonstop until 9 p.m.
14 hours. A tall mocha and a double shot of espresso are not enough.
I hope that the last couple weeks of this quarter go down smoother than this.
In other news, I discovered that my dad grew up in a shack. For some reason in my childhood I invisioned my dad's childhood home as being a little more expansive than it was...what do I make of that? It's kind of comforting, I guess.