Current mood:	Gradin' papers
Current music:	Power of Seven - "Oni Fever"

I long for a giant robot body...
... so that I might crush all that lay before me. Grr.

There's nothing like grading midterms and papers to cheer one up. Oh, wait, having friends from SEE. That's always good. Don't get me started.

Actually, it's very funky being at an undergraduate university over the spring break. There's no one actually around -- perhaps a half-dozen faculty, and a half-dozen students. Very empty. Very nice -- whenever I get a kink in my back I go for a job around the floor, up and down the steps. And I can do this without knocking over puir wee freshmen, which is always a plus.

It's Martinitsa time in Bulgaria, and like a fuckin' idiot I bought tons for friends in the US, then didn't mail them. Crap. I have a huge stack of mail, and haven't send any of it out yet -- mostly because I'm bad about writing postcards this trip. Then again, where are my damn postcards? Bah! I never get postcards. Grumble, grumble.

Okay, I'm outta here before I start *really* getting cranky.

HRB Index: 84 (-10 from good friends; +8 from grading midterms; -5 from seeing pleasant highs on the midterms; +5 from grading papers; +3 from stupid grammatical mistakes; +15 from shitty friends that crap on you; +4 from having a big-ass pile of laundry that I'm going to have to handwash or something)

Current Book: The Beak of the Finch. Just finished it this morning.