Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Well, it’s crunch time. Grades are due this afternoon, so I’ll have to keep this post short. The mad dash to finish data entry will not allow for any lengthy rambling today. Bone weary from two days of grading, I punch the Num Lock key and start the humdrum process of plugging numbers onto a glowing screen. The monotonous click-clacking of the keys sends me into a mindless stupor. I honestly feel as if a zombie from one of George A. Romero’s Night of the Living Dead films is taking over my body. My fingers aren’t covered in human blood—yet—but they are certainly stained a crimson hue from hours of grading essays. If I have to read one more horrid piece of prose, I may acquire a taste for human flesh after all. Bwahahaha! Ok, enough histrionics, I better get back to work and make my way through the haze that is slowly creeping into my consciousness clouding my thoughts like a dense Sewanee fog.