7:05 am Outside to warm up Monster. Monster does not want to be warmed up.
7:06 am Back inside to get the mug of tea I left sitting on the coffee table.
7:45 am At the university, "prepping for my class." This "prepping" includes listening to an old This American Life episode because I am going to use Ira in my class if it kills me.
8:12 am Can't find the keys. Can't find the keys. Must go to class without keys.
9:35 am Back from class. Where are keys? Where are keys?
9:37 am Call Biker Boy. I need keys.
9:50am Back from walk to Monster. No keys in Monster's ignition.
9:55 am Women's restroom. Note on the mirror that someone had left keys in there. Oh, yeah.
10:00 am Call Biker Boy. Found keys.
10:15 am Leave for second job.
10:45 am Am swarmed by high school children demanding to know grades. Don't care. Don't know. Please leave me alone during my prep period.
11:30am-2:30pm Teach. Point-slope equations and alternate exterior angles. Don't you wish my life was yours?
2:30 - 3:30 pm Meeting.
3:30-4:50 pm Grade. Write tests. Make photocopies.
5:20 pm Get home. Inhale soup.
5:30-7:30 pm Work on Thursday's lecture for the university.
7:30 pm Watch Family Guy with Biker Boy.
8:45 pm Wash face. Change into flying pig pajama pants and XXL Bowling Green State University sweatshirt. Sexy.
9:50 pm I am going to bed. I cannot stand to be awake for another twenty minutes. The world has won. I cannot stay awake any longer.
P. S. Dear Blogger,
Why doesn't your spellcheck work? Why doesn't your photo link work? Why do you hate me?
Sounds like a day in the life of a grad student, alright. The meeting was the best part, am I right?
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