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Ugh. Rough night. Perpetua-cold's gotten worse again, and I kept having these rediculous anxiety dreams about a project I'm just starting and waking up sweating. Plus, with all the sinus pressue, it felt a little like being stuck in a small box. Very uncomfortable. Then, after a night of staring at the clock and wondering why the night doesn't go faster, I manage to oversleep the alarm by nearly an hour. On the bright side, that does mean I got nearly two hours of continuous sleep. Bah. Very uncomfortable.
Then we got to school, running so late that I drove Dave in campus for his office hour and then drove back to the lot to park. Worked fine, didn't hit anything, and caught the bus right away. Read an article on the bus, very cozy, and then dashed into the office to pee. Realized about half an hour later that my purse was on the bus, and had a fun half-hour waiting on the curb for the right one to come by. The drivers were all very sweet and helpful about it, though-- just wish I'd been more on the ball, so that my sick self didn't have to sit out in the cold for so long. Bah.
Now I'm back in the office, taking a shot at this whole posting more thing. Yesterday ended up not being as productive as I'd like, but I'll see about catching up today. I've got lunch with our job candidate, then the class I TA right after, and this afternoon one of my colleagues is giving a practice job talk to get ready for an upcoming interview (Harvard, how terrifying!), and then our regular social hour(s) over beers. So where in there am I catching up? Hm. We'll see how that goes.
The big deal for the weekend is NOT DOING ANYTHING. We've had a pretty booked social calendar lately, with one or two parties every weekend for the last two. Too much for me. We may brew beer Saturday, but aside from that, I plan on holing up, reading books, and sleeping. Maybe some video game/movie time with Dave.
Then we got to school, running so late that I drove Dave in campus for his office hour and then drove back to the lot to park. Worked fine, didn't hit anything, and caught the bus right away. Read an article on the bus, very cozy, and then dashed into the office to pee. Realized about half an hour later that my purse was on the bus, and had a fun half-hour waiting on the curb for the right one to come by. The drivers were all very sweet and helpful about it, though-- just wish I'd been more on the ball, so that my sick self didn't have to sit out in the cold for so long. Bah.
Now I'm back in the office, taking a shot at this whole posting more thing. Yesterday ended up not being as productive as I'd like, but I'll see about catching up today. I've got lunch with our job candidate, then the class I TA right after, and this afternoon one of my colleagues is giving a practice job talk to get ready for an upcoming interview (Harvard, how terrifying!), and then our regular social hour(s) over beers. So where in there am I catching up? Hm. We'll see how that goes.
The big deal for the weekend is NOT DOING ANYTHING. We've had a pretty booked social calendar lately, with one or two parties every weekend for the last two. Too much for me. We may brew beer Saturday, but aside from that, I plan on holing up, reading books, and sleeping. Maybe some video game/movie time with Dave.