I'm sitting here without a shirt because I took off my going outside shirt in anticipation of donning my cleaning house shirt but then I sat down and then someone curled up in my lap. it's kind of cold in here but my legs are very warm. my shoulders though are not happy.

sandy comes home today so in a minute I will get off my ass and start cleaning. I will begin with the animals who need clean cages--most of them are fine but a couple are beginning to develop a bouquet and then I will sweep the hallway and stairs and then do the kitchen.

after that I need to finish this piece for the anthology that expanding_x_man turned me onto, the deadline for which is tomorrow. I haven't found a theme yet which is very much like me but I'm not sure how perverse they actually want the prose itself to be. well if they don't like it I will move on. next year after the dissertation is in and I'm a doctor and everything I can spend some time and effort getting the real life's work published. right now there are other things I have to do.

I guess I'll finish the grading tomorrow. I just have a few papers left--the ones I found yesterday--plus there are two more that should arrive in my email any time now. everything else is finished: participation grades, presentation grades etc. I could probably guess the quality of each paper before I read it but it's good still to write comments that actually pertain.

I should sit too but maybe I will do that after cleaning. sitting in a clean house is infinitely more enlightening than sitting in a dirty one.