So, yesterday was cold. Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey. Cold enough that I decided to wear insulated leggings (my nylon ones were all I could find) under my flannel jeans. Did you know that causes massive static, just sitting still? Not fun. Static can fuck off.
I keep a spare power cord in my bag of holding for office days. My laptop gives me two and a half or three hours of battery time...and I used most of that while my kids were writing their papers. So, I plug it in after I get settled in for office hours...and discover that the power cord has developed a break somewhere between the transformer and the end that plugs into the laptop. So, yesterday's office hours were really unproductive, and that can fuck the fuck off. Four hours that I could have been writing wasted.
Speaking of office hours...last semester, I held my office hours in my classroom. It was decently comfortable, and I had a padded seat and a desk. This semester, there's a class directly after mine in my classroom. Which means I had to hunt for someplace where I could settle and focus to do work. I tried the adjunct office but it made me jittery and jumpy like you wouldn't believe. In four hours, I was able to write less than a thousand words. And I should have managed six thousand or more. Yesterday's attempt in an out-of-the-way nook of the library would have been much better, but...yeah. I'm paying for the seating today with an awful backache. A lack of office space where I feel comfortable can fuck the fucking fuck off.
What's messed you up this week? Tell it to fuck off in the comments.
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