Yeah, the title may sound a little funny, but that&#039s seriously what it feels like my head is doing: mindless turkey gobbling…if that turkey were exhausted and carrying around a 30-lb backpack. This week has been busy, just like every other week…

Monday I did the whole work-class-work-teach-lunch-teach-work thing as usual, then at 6 I went to watch a German movie which was all about the fall of the Berlin wall. It was really cool. It was called something like &#034Goodbye, Lenin!&#034 Then I ran into Macheak whose allergies are making him miserable, and he told me he&#039d buy me dinner if I did something for him. I told him that I was easy (mentally giggled at the implications of saying that) then followed him to his office where we proofread his curriculum vitae. After that was over, it was about 9:30, and so we went to Wendy&#039s which is nearby. While eating, we went over my phobias a while, and he asked if perhaps it wasn&#039t about time that someone else in the family got institutionalized. He dropped me off at the apartment, and I did homework until late. Blech!

Tuesday was the normal work-work-lunch-class-work-dinner-class routine. One of my friends, Eartha, is sick because of the cold air on a boat trip she took this weekend, so I made her a little Get Well card which she absolutely adored when I gave it to her. She&#039s so sweet. 🙂 During that class, we listened to Dr. Nelson (who&#039s just plain awesome &#039cause he knows so much stuff about World Englishes) talk about English stuff, but before class I told him about my research project for lexicology (French pejorative suffixes) and he rolled his eyes and made some crack about me studying curse words academically. Good times, good times. When I got home, however, it was time to spend forever on a working bibliography for the above-mentioned project. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find information on slurs, insults, and curse words in the academic world? Really damned hard, let me tell you. I finally opted for listing almost all of my dictionaries because since no one else has done this research before, that leaves it up to me to create my own body of work. After that was lesson plans for my French class as well as German homework and skimming a novel for University 101. Yeah, yeah, I&#039m still teaching that. I was rather hoping that I wouldn&#039t be this week, but Cynthia&#039s back is still bothering her, so she&#039s out for a while longer, leaving me to talk about this boring book with the half-asleep class. I didn&#039t go to bed until one. Blech.

Today has gone all right. The usual work-class beginning went fine though I&#039m so tired that I was thinking in French during German class and therefore having trouble concentrating. When I got to the tutoring center, I was thrilled to see that my (@#$%^&*) student wasn&#039t anywhere to be seen. I was rather hoping she&#039d been in an accident or was sick or in the hospital or something, but no, a half hour into the hour she came sauntering in, then walked right by me. She finally came back around to the lobby where I still was and we worked on her paper. She nearly made me late for the unconscious Univ 101 class where I fought tooth and nail to get a quarter of them to say anything at all. After giving up on that, I had lunch (french fries) and then went to SMWC where I taught the class about the Italian influences on castles and poetry in France during the Renaissance. I&#039m here at the tutoring center right now without a student to teach, so I thought I&#039d forgo doing homework in order to check my mail and post on the page. After this hour is up, it&#039s food time again (though I have 87 cents in my pocket) and then my night class until 8. When I get home, I have to write up a study guide for my French class because they&#039re taking a test Friday as well as find my quiche recipes because I&#039m fixing quiche for Friday&#039s class. If I can get to sleep by midnight, I&#039ll be thrilled. But for right now, I think that I&#039m going to go so I can perhaps leave early and go to a restaurant or something to grab something to eat. I&#039m hungry! Laters, you four or five people who actually admit to coming here.

Posted: October 6, 2004 at uh, ten to four, I think.