Well, I just got out of my last class of the day, and today was the last day of classes for the semester. Now I’ve just got three days of finals next week and I’m done. Well, saying I’ve just got three days of finals is putting it rather mildly since I’ve still got stuff to grade; e-mails to reply to; a final to write; a study guide to write (I put these on-line so it’s OK that I’m not going to see them again before the final.); a study session to plan; Basic Studies forms to fill out; grades to calculate; and four class websites to update. I’m sure that’s not all, but I don’t want to think too hard about it right now. I’m just happy that I got all the grading from earlier this week done last night in addition to getting all the materials I could think of for the departmental evaluation folder thingie. Hell, I handed in a folder full of stuff to our secretary, and even she didn’t know what it was for, so I don’t feel bad having no clue why I suddenly had to gather up a curriculum vitae, my syllabi, some lesson plans, peer-teacher evaluations and presentation notes. I even went so far as to make a table of contents as well as copying all the documents onto a disk which was included in the folder. How anal retentive/OCD is that? They’re going to open it and wonder what the hell I thought I was doing. The answer: no clue. Simple as that.

At any rate, I got about two hours of sleep last night, so I’m rather dead in the head at the moment and really need to go home and drink a frozen Mountain Dew and eat a frozen pickle in a house which is finally warm now that the blowers are fixed in the furnace. Maybe I’ll do some more laundry. I’m sure there’s something else that needs washed lying around the apartment. Hey, maybe I’ll get the tree decorated finally. That’ll be nice. So I’m going to wander off and probably play Animal Crossing for a few hours before passing out on the sofa in front of South Park or Red vs. Blue while Ian diddles on Lightman on the other couch. Our living room is insane. Time to go there and enjoy it! Laters.