I’m awake early, I’ve been up for a few hours, but I fell asleep around seven, so I can’t complain. Today is a long work day, 8:30AM to about 7, I think, if I’m lucky. I’m in the end of the semester “If I can make it until Friday…” mode. Yesterday was fine. I arrived at work by 7:15AM and knocked out a lot in my office until 11, when I attended a somewhat weird meeting in the other building. A quick visit to the art building to talk through last week’s political (at work, not the country) landscape with a colleague, then I rode north.

N was in a good mood. He and I played guys in his room before M and I watched the start of “Overnight.” After M and N left for the library I cut out for the coffee shop with “Jane Eyre.” I love our coffee shop. When I returned the boys and I watched some Samantha Brown (south of France, pretty boring episode, really) and talked through the day. I could taste warm spit, and T reported that half his class, literally, was out sick, so I started worrying about getting sick. I read upstairs (seventy pages of “Jane Eyre” in one day, a lot for that text, I think) and fell asleep early.

“Overnight” was horrifying, by the way. I know guys like that. Arrogant fucks who pretend to use reason but are just stupid. I suppose most of us from working class neighborhoods can recognize people like him. I’m sure as hell that we can recognize where the guys in the band ended up, painting, working construction, etc. There but for the grace of god (and college, and luck, and fear of manual labor) go I.

The shortest day of the year is still ten days away, by the way.

I have a lot bouncing through my head this morning, but I should probably try to sleep before going to work. I suppose I could go early, then come back in the afternoon, before returning late afternoon, but that feels kind of stupid. More later.