2006-01-31
Late night blurb...
It's almost midnight. I'm tired. But I don't feel like sleeping. You know the feeling? I reckon you do. Who doesn't. Enough said.
I miss teaching my own class. I miss the faces. It's weird. I used to kind of hate the routine of having to get up and lecture for an hour at nine in the morning, and now I crave it. I like being in charge, I guess.
I am in charge now too. The professor I am working for has given me full control of the labs. It isn't the same, though. Cartography lab primarily consists of telling students to click a bunch of buttons in a particular order before sending them off on their own to double-click and figure it out. Cartographic concepts are far less rudimentary to learn than clicking buttons, but the professor gets to lecture about those things, unfortunately.
Oh brother... my eyes are closing. Shit. And I had every intention of writing a decent length entry tonight. Ciao for now...
I miss teaching my own class. I miss the faces. It's weird. I used to kind of hate the routine of having to get up and lecture for an hour at nine in the morning, and now I crave it. I like being in charge, I guess.
I am in charge now too. The professor I am working for has given me full control of the labs. It isn't the same, though. Cartography lab primarily consists of telling students to click a bunch of buttons in a particular order before sending them off on their own to double-click and figure it out. Cartographic concepts are far less rudimentary to learn than clicking buttons, but the professor gets to lecture about those things, unfortunately.
Oh brother... my eyes are closing. Shit. And I had every intention of writing a decent length entry tonight. Ciao for now...
