I am in student paper hell this week. Actually, I’ve been in student paper hell for a few weeks, but for the last two weeks, I’ve been trying to return the surplus of essays that I’ve had piled on every surface imaginable. Our semester ends in a month, and in one sense that sends me into a cold sweat because it means just a week to get these students writing like the university students that they are; in another sense, I can’t believe I still have to endure a month of this hell.
Thanksgiving break cannot come soon enough. I may sleep the whole week.