Finally, I’ve waded through the entire backlog of grading for my genetics class, and have sent every student a personal email stating where they currently stand, what assignments are missing (I’m offering amnesty on all the homework), and what they can do to improve their grade this week — lab reports, for instance, can be revised to correct errors. There is still a gigantic take-home final looming ahead, which constitutes about a quarter of their total grade, and I’ve warned them about that. That does mean that this is only the lull before the storm, though, but at least I’ve got a couple of days to work on bailing out my lifeboat. I expect to be swamped by the end of this week and early next week, again.
It also means my class content for this last week is taken care of. I get to deal with students’ concerns about their grades, and also review the entire semester to prepare them for the final.
Now to celebrate this fleeting triumph by…uh, I dunno. What do we do to party anymore? I know, maybe get started on wrapping up my second class.
Ray Ceeya says
“What do we do to party anymore?”
I dunno man. I wish I did. I’m about to hit the big 4-0. Looking at one of the saddest birthdays of my life. The last three and a half years have been shitty, but 2020 is an absolute sewer of backed up fecal material.
My personal mantra since February has been “Shit happens, we’ll get through this”.
What do we do to party anymore?
Binge-watching Doctor Who (especially, at the moment, the Tom Baker & Jon Pertwee eras), chewing through my vin cellar, and drinking lots of cheese… except that sounds a lot like what I “normally” do, albeit without the added pubs, rugby, and restaurants.
My son and I went to the bank, the gas station, and then a little ride from our neighborhood to San Anselmo and back. Woohoo. What a party.
Friday night my music jam pals and I had a zoom party. I had a couple of beers. Such a life, let me tell you.
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