First real day of classes today, which basically meant I spent seven hours running around like a mad rabbit trying to explain things without a break. Am now thoroughly exhausted and good for nothing, but feeling that warm accomplished glow that comes from returning to work.
But, oh god, I forgot exactly how tiring first year classes are.
I shall do very little tonight that is not television, reading, and picking up a meal from Subway.
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