Where's Lassie when you need him?

"What's that, Lassie?

Dr. Curmudgeon's trapped under a pile of grading?

We'd better get the sheriff!"

Oh, if only help would come. Don't worry, gentle readers, I've not forgotten about you. I'm just buried under 25+ proposals for undergraduate capstone projects. If I make it out alive, maybe I'll tell you about them, and I'll definitely need to talk about applying for jobs.

And if I don't, then screw you, U.S. Department of Education - you'll never get my loan debt!


5 Responses to “Where's Lassie when you need him?”
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ash said...

if things get too bad you can borrow my standard backup plan: fake your own death!

September 19, 2007 at 1:26 PM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

I'd thought of that, but the trouble is that I'm running out of good aliases. Where's Zach Power when you need him anyway?

September 20, 2007 at 9:25 AM
ash said...

holy crap! i was remembering good ol' zach just last night. i can't believe you brought that up!

September 20, 2007 at 4:41 PM
Samantha said...

Based on my conversations with various professors, it seems grading is the least favorite part of their job.

Is this true for you? What's your favorite part of your job?

September 20, 2007 at 5:41 PM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

Hm. That's a question that deserves more thought than a quick comment (and should probably be a thread all its own). I'll make sure to come back to it as a post at some point - or to at least dodge it a bit more thoughtfully.

September 21, 2007 at 3:57 PM