Pepys it's not

So, what have I been doing since Sunday night? Let's see...

Slept.
Got up.
Commuted.
Taught class.
Taught class.
Taught class.
Commuted.
Did laundry.
Graded papers while doing laundry.
Graded papers.
Did lesson prep.
Commuted.
Taught class.
Commuted.
Slept.
Got up.
Commuted.
Taught class.
Taught class.
Taught class.
Commuted.
Graded papers.
Taught class.
Commuted.
Taught class.
Commuted.
Blogged.

I was looking over some blogs from last quarter and they got really boring with all the "Wah, I'm so busy" and "Wah, I teach so much" stuff, so this is the end of that.

Here is something really pretty for you to play with. Don't look for directions; just click on an element from the list, and then click-n-draw with it, and then see how the elements interact. It's pretty cool.

Taps

Man, I worked pretty solid all day and I'm still not as caught up as I wanted to be. Oh, well - I guess I'll just have to work a little harder tomorrow, and Tuesday, and maybe Wednesday, too, so I can spend Thursday and Friday before we leave getting ready for the lost weekend in Spokane, so I won't be behind next Sunday night. Neepers. I hate having to live in the future instead of the present.

Hey, I forgot to post this cartoon that Jen Forceful found:

I don't think I'd ever be mistaken for a girl - this seems like a problem particular to stick-people - but it still seemed appropriate.