The semester is drawing to a close, but it&#039s doing so at the pace of an arthritic tortoise, in my opinion. Admittedly, this is the last week I will be teaching at SMWC (today&#039s the last official class and their final is Friday morning at 8) so there won&#039t be that to think about next week when I&#039m taking my own finals. I&#039m pretty sure that all of my major projects have been turned in already for the rest of my classes, so now it&#039s just a matter of going over my notes and the other motions of studying for the finals (as if I ever really study much of anything ever, but hey, I like to play pretend). Yippee.

This is also my last week tutoring at the SASC and of being Brad&#039s grad assistant partly because we don&#039t tutor during finals week and partly because I won&#039t be returning to that position next semester. They offered me a position as an academic advisor next spring and I accepted. This means an office with a desk and window and staff salary and regular hours from eight to four-thirty minus my classes. I don&#039t know a lot about academic advising, but I do know the campus pretty well since this is my seventh year there. I figure that&#039s got to count for something, right?

I guess the biggest reason why last week and this past weekend have seemed so interminable is because I&#039m still so sick. I can&#039t sleep. If I get three hours of sleep a night, I&#039m lucky. I hate watching the hours of three then four and even five roll by on the alarm clock next to the bed knowing that I&#039m just going to have to get up in an hour and a half. I don&#039t know why I can&#039t sleep. It&#039s not because I&#039m sleeping during the day, because I&#039m not. It&#039s not even because I&#039ve been taking NyQuil because I&#039ve done that only three times since last Tuesday. My days are incredibly long because unlike normal, I&#039m not sleeping through a quarter to a third of the day. Maybe once finals are over and I&#039m just working at the library during part of the day, I&#039ll get more rest and can finally kick this @#$%&*! sinus/throat infection. We&#039ll see. Until then, my final comments to you today are: <Cough cough hack wheeze sneeze ach>

Posted: December 6, 2004 at half past seven in the morning.