Okay, it wasn't as bad as all of that.
But it has been a freakin' long week. Meetings over candidates, over the direction of the department (and you know what? no more "men don't ask for directions" crap ever 'cause I feel like my department, currently only me, spends more time asking about direction than any place on Earth has the right to), and today, our annual departmental service event - which I am currently hiding from for just a bit. This week - this month - has been a march, a litany of tedium and obligation.
In the meantime, I've edited three articles for the journal, written its introduction, finished Plath, started Alexie's young adult book, and begun refreshing on "Battlestar Galactica" before it returns shortly. The end of March has been my deadline to decide whether I want to start exploring ways off this ship we call academia.
I'm looking forward to taking tomorrow and doing nothing at all, even if it will be, technically, the first day Friday of the term that I don't have any kind of meeting on the day that was supposed to be spent working on my book.
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