Since the junior college powers-that-screw took away one of the classes I was supposed to teach this summer, I'm trying to make up the extra simoleons by tutoring 15 hours per week. I may have mentioned here before that in my several semesters of working for the unnamed jc, I've had MAYBE five students come in with tootery needs. With so little to do I have all sorts of time on my hands for inane things like watching YouTube.com and making LiveJournal icons. Such is the stuff I do instead of research or revision. So, back to the point: I'm tutoring on Mondays from 8:30-1:30 and Tuesday/Thursday from noon to 5, before teaching from 5-8'ish.
Today, I can honestly say I computed myself into such a state of brain death that I cackled out loud at my own THOUGHTS more times than I have toes. One such thought:
"Wow, I didn't realize I was wearing this shirt. I haven't looked down for the last 8 hours."
In other news, I have a fat ass (and more). So I'll be taking up official residence on the Gazelle as of tomorrow. Right after I wake up, shower, and scratch my back with a hairbrush. Thank you Neutrogena sunblock. You work like a champ! *as I peel*
My new diet: lettuce and water