Stuff.
So ... number one, I've been sick with a cold/sore throat since Wednesday night. I hope I didn't get anyone from writing group sick.
And number two, I just had the biggest panic moment . . . My romantic lit class had a midterm today, but in a different room (in fact, a different building) from where we usually meet. And I didn't remember the place, so I spent a good fifteen minutes rushing around campus in an increasing state of anxiety and cussing until I finally found Dr. Muhlestein standing at the library entrance.
The test has been turned into a take-home, thanks to an equipment malfunction. So I just have to remember to answer question 8, plus either 3 or 4. (Now that I think about it, that's Burton's telephone exchange number.) Thank heaven for small blessings.
Now for a short story presentation for another class. We'll see how much they want to discuss with me coughing all over them.
And number two, I just had the biggest panic moment . . . My romantic lit class had a midterm today, but in a different room (in fact, a different building) from where we usually meet. And I didn't remember the place, so I spent a good fifteen minutes rushing around campus in an increasing state of anxiety and cussing until I finally found Dr. Muhlestein standing at the library entrance.
The test has been turned into a take-home, thanks to an equipment malfunction. So I just have to remember to answer question 8, plus either 3 or 4. (Now that I think about it, that's Burton's telephone exchange number.) Thank heaven for small blessings.
Now for a short story presentation for another class. We'll see how much they want to discuss with me coughing all over them.