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The Book of Na'Lon

or rather, Inane Ramblings of an Expatriot

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For reasons I can't fathom, I feel really crap today. Maybe part of it is due to being tired and overworked. Maybe it's because I don't feel like I have a hope of getting out of here this year after all. It feels like my life is on hold again on a number of levels, and when I try to get back on track, something else comes up to throw me off... Like the bit where I have to prepare for peer observation on Tuesday pm, but the Accred. Bollox Visit is on Wednesday. Or the bit where I don't even have the time to do any of the reading I need to do for the course I am taking because I am constantly having to read stuff for the courses I am teaching. I had all these plans for creative things: got new art materials for my birthday and all, want to get on with my story and want to get back to the gym... I need a holiday! And it's only week two of the semester.

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Gah, what about Paris? It's not definitely off is it? *worries for you*

I haven't heard from Paris yet. I haven't completely given up hope either. I think maybe I am just going through a patch of: "Argh! I'll rot here until my brain dribbles out of my ears without ever getting my publications done."

It doesn't help that I have to teach a session on my Scripting course (for IT) this afternoon and feel that I won't be able to answer any questions, should the students ask...

Much sympathy. Somehow I doubt that the students will ask any challenging questions, and if they do honesty is the best policy: "I'll get back to you on that one" commands a lot more respect than waffling on with a half-answer (however much I'm personally inclined to do the latter).

Remember: it's February. February always feels like this. Think of it as an extended case of Sixth Week Blues, and work right through it!

Thanks for the sympathy! And the advice about answers to students -- it is actually my usual strategy for exactly the same reason that you espoused: it commands more respect. :-)

As it happens the session went relatively well, if frustratingly for one of my two(!) students: his script wouldn't run, despite all three of us trying to figure out what the problem was. The other student's identical script worked. But hey. I guess that is the mystery of programming (I should say scripting, really!).

Too true about the Sixth Week Blues! I shall keep plugging away like a good little lecturer.

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