I don&#039t know why, but I can&#039t seem to get the fact that today&#039s Wednesday through my abnormally thick skull (which doctors have told me it is really thick). I&#039m not sure what day of the week I think it is, but it sure isn&#039t Wednesday. I taught this morning and I still can&#039t figure out it&#039s Wednesday. It&#039s some sort of nebulous blah or whatever which defies definition. Maybe tomorrow when I see Tony and the gang (odd gang: a young female professor who studies fashion and poetry from the 19th century, a really really old guy who used to work in Rare Books, a goofball male professor who picks on me for being afraid of spiders, and me who…well, you already know) for the French Table, tomorrow will at least feel like Thursday. One way or the other, I gotta get my days of the week straightened out or else it&#039ll be next week and I&#039ll end up missing it too!

Posted: February 2, 2005 at a nebulous 3:10 pm.