I never could get the hang of Tuesdays.

(And now I wonder about the origin of “hang” in this context.)

• I am teaching for 1:15 this afternoon, and then for 2:30 this evening.
• I have three more undergraduate stories to read for this week’s classes.
• I have to finish writing up thirteen stories for tonight’s graduate class/workshop.
• I have to read and make intelligent comments on someone’s dissertation proposal.
• I have to track down why the hell I haven’t seen someone else’s dissertation proposal.
• I have to rework the syllabus for both classes, to make up for snow days, sick days, and the rest.
• I have to create and then send a list of writers to a scientist who is doing something or other with it.

Today; tomorrow is another day. I cannot WAIT for break.