learning slow

at least i got some sleep this morning - although i woke up with a bit of a hangover, even if i *did* drink a lot of water.

class was a pleasure - i gave a presentation, and it was received well. afterwards i went to pick up my shakespeare paper...

the comments were enlightening. in particular, the reason for my grade. my advisor was hovering between 100% for content, and an absolute fail for style and argument. go me :$

i met with the head of the faculty dev team, and we reached as much of an agreement as is possible regarding installation of a router; hopefully we'll have internet in our classroom soon - the lack of connectivity is driving us demented.

i rushed off to work, stopped for an unhealthy falafel lunch* and then for coffee with a guy who i grew up with that i bumped into for the second time in a week (and the second time ever since we immigrated, both of us over a decade ago).

* my first calculus tutor sat at the table across from me, but i didn't say anything because he looked like he was busy with a meeting and besides, he probably didn't recognize me - why do i remember his name after a decade of not thinking about him?

work: grind, grind, grind. pressure, pressure, grind some more. i ended up leaving as late as possible, and aside from paying my tenant a visit and eating a quick dinner i've been grinding since. i *hope* i'm done for the evening.

i'm tired. still. and i haven't done my french homework yet :(