as usual

...I'm writing under the influence of anxiety. It's become a theme of this blog. Perhaps I should rename it. Some options:
On Going Temporarily Insane
Mental Paralysis, Physical Tingles
Shallow
The Alternative to Procrastination
Please Leave The Medication at the Door

In the meantime, I spent ten minutes on the exercise bike. It helped. I called my mom to cry about it this morning, and she talked about other things for over thirty minutes "to distract me." Yet, if that's the case, then every one of our phone conversations is meant to distract me. I'm using an NCIS to distract me. There we go again with the mandatory television. It seems the distraction actually helps me concentrate. Let's hope the black screens don't go black permanently anytime soon.

I have managed to read and comment on eight of my students' papers so far (35 in all to grade by Friday). There have been some stellar papers, and, let me tell you, that gives me hope in the future of English composition. Yes, there are still some students who can write in something other than text message speak.

As for the birthday, let's just say I'm looking forward to 26. The Cheesecake Factory is fabulous: probably THE best food. And now I'm even more obsessed with my new apartment (just over three months to go). Obsession it is.