I know, I know. Best of intentions, and it’s still a month and a half between posts.
First off, big news on the blogger-that-is-me front, this blog will soon have the ability to be renamed Gradstudentandadjunctinthedark.
…It won’t be, because that is long and unruly and looks terrible, but the point still stands. Sometime in August, yours truly will be moving… somewhere, where the land flows with living stipends, and I will still be teaching but also balancing other obligations as well. PHD land, baby.
All joking aside, I’m more excited than I can possibly say. This has been a long time hoped/prayed for, and is the fulfillment of 3 and a half years of anxiety attacks and application fees. So expect a few stories on here not directly related to adjuncting–because I can only write about the stuff taking up most space in my brain. Focus? What’s that.
Otherwise, the semester has started. I have a much more motivated lot of students, though I still can’t tell how they feel about me. I admit that my head has sort of been in the clouds since I found out about school, and it’s reflecting on my teaching a little. It’s like senior-itus, except, I suspect, worse. But I soldier on, and hopefully they get an education in the process.
I’m trying to get through grading their first papers. Because I procrastinate chronically, it’s been a struggle. But I’m hoping to finish them today. I have, however, discovered that grading will forever be my downfall. I start reading those blessed little papers, and the next thing you know, all I want to do is sleep. It’s better than drugs. And I’ll finish this batch just in time for the next one to start. But it’s my own fault, so.
We’re doing an activity on revision tomorrow. I’m already trying to explain the difference between peer review and revision in my own head, just in preparation, so I know what to say when I’m repeating myself for the sixth time.
That’s it for now. I’ve got to go see a lady about a thing. Hope 2014 is starting out well for you all.
Over and out.