Wooooooooooo...

I am woozy, tired, and in a caffeine crash. My new roomate moved in last night and we spent WAY too much time talking about how Bush was going to destroy the universe. The upshot of which is that I seriously need to get some sleep today before teaching tomorrow morning... why the hell did i sign up for a 9 am class again?

I'm typing this in the oh-so-aptly named Work Room, where I've managed to print only 13 of my permission forms. Why 13? Because there's no more paper in the Work Room, which means that tomorrow will be hell when all the procrastinators who are teaching this semester frantically try to print out hundreds of pages of syllabi. Why? Because we don't have an adequate photocopying budget for our dept. And I still have to plan Wednesday's lesson. ARG!

Luckily, Lisa is plying me with microwaved popcorn, and Bonnie the medievalist is threatening One Start with extreme violence, so I'm still awake for the moment.

And tomorrow is BACK TO SCHOOL! :P