Early to bed, early to rise...

...fish like hell and make up lies.

It's only Monday and I'm already exhausted! Today wasn't exceptionally trying; I taught at 8, worked in the tutor lab from 10-11, sat through a class from 12:45-2, and sat through another class from 2:30-5:30. All that was enough to keep me from getting bored (well, that's not completely accurate), but it was far from being a hectic day. Still, by the time I arrived home this evening, I had to collapse on my bed to lose myself in an episode of Are You Being Served?.

This past weekend came as a much needed breather after a long (four-day) week of school. Friday night Dora and I saw Balls of Fury and then ate a late dinner at Chiang Mai Thai. Saturday I slept late and then Aaron came over that night to make dinner with me. We ended up going out to the Saloon late that night, and consequently, slept most of the next day away. Though somewhat uneventful, Sunday was my favorite day of the weekend. Aaron and I spent most of it in bed, which was probably what I enjoyed the most.

I've experienced at least one session of every course I'm taking this semester, and honestly, I'm not incredibly excited about the content of any of them. I think my Medieval Lit course will be my favorite, which is a scary thing to admit.

After class today, one of my students pointed out that I had a hickey on my neck. I tried to come up with a quick excuse, but realized that anything I might say would sound stupid, so I just smiled and changed the subject. C'est la vie, je suppose.