So ... tired...

Okay all. I'm incredibly exhausted, and will only be giving the briefest of details here. Sorry.

Both classes went well, and I think I've got some great students this time around.

We still don't have the textbook, but I've been promised we'll get it this week.

I've got about three emails to respond to... if you're one of them, please continue to hold. Your correspondence is important to me.

I have my first class as a PhD student tomorrow. Kind of nervous.

The bus is full of ... young people. When did that happen? Last semester, they were all around my age, it seemed. I almost fit in fine.

Bus routes were changed without notice... made for an interesting ride into campus.

Called the loan folks, and have an extention. (Two loan folks weren't talking to each other, and unless I patched a message through, they'd cancel the whole deal... those silly loan folks.)

Need to run my dishwasher.

Need to document mall purchases... some way cheap fall shirts and a nice pair of jeans. Am ditching a pair to make even.

Cool policies went well. Took whole class time, and even answered a phone.

Am having tea for supper, because I'm too tired to eat something that requires chewing. Lazy me. But I'm not all that hungry anyway. Just tired.

Am going to read about Jeremiah's latest woes (he has so many), and hit the bed.

Love and Peace.