Description of my day:

Reluctantly woke up around 7:20 am. Organize notes and transperancies. Go to the lab I am teaching. At 8 am start lecturing to 20 bleary-eyed students about DNA and microbiology lab. Walk around and help them adjust microscope magnification. After lab, office hours 10 to 11 am. Spent large part of it explaining to a student the midterm questions he got wrong. A interesting case. He was pretty cocky before the midterm. But after the exam is handed out and he scored 6 points below the mean, he came to me, a mixture of obsequiousness and defiance on his face. Then he proceeded to argue every question he got wrong. No doubt, with every slash of red ink, he saw his chance to med school drop precipitously. As we talk, he frowns, his jaws clench and unclench, as if trying mightily to bottle up some unbearable grief. I gave him 1.5 points back.

12 pm, Stat midterm. The REAL one this time. 12:55 pm, emerge from Stat midterm with lots of curse words swirling in my mind.

Lunch: extremely high cholesterol artery clogger: two fried eggs and two sausages.

Received item in mail: my Half.com purchase of the novel: Cold Mountain. Proceed to read it for two hours to unwind. Beautiful beautiful language, slow as hell.

4:30 pm, set out for Tae Kwon Do class. A whirlwind of kicking, punching, push ups and stretching.

6:45 pm, walk back to apartment. Walking past the spot where two muggings occurred in the last two weeks, at highest alert, conducting racial profiling.

7:15 pm, prepare dinner, stir fry veggies, baked chicken wings, onion rings and clams.

8 pm, try to study, keep thinking about Cold Mountain.

9:00 pm, decide to check out blog.