I arrived at my office around 10 this morning and I’ve been working steadily on my composition syllabus every since. I didn’t change much from last semester, but changing the dates and adjusting journals and a few other assignments takes forever. On top of that, we’re required to post our syllabus and course notes to an electronic system. I embrace technology (to a point) but when that technology creates more work than is necessary, I start to get cranky. My irritation increases when I realize there are students of mine that never even log onto said electronic system. Sigh.
It is snowing. For real. In Indiana. I’m enjoying it even though I haven’t seen a window in about five hours.
This is what I would have (among many other animals) if I had unlimited space.
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Too bad this is memoir is probably going to be as dull as it sounds: