Continuation of the infrequent update series

Man, I'm beat. I'm spending 12 hours a week in my car now. Tim O' Brien's reading at UTC tomorrow and I really want to go, but I just don't think I have the energy. I drove to Chattanooga on Tuesday for the department meeting, to teach today, and I have to teach on Friday. Honestly, I just don't think I have it in me to make the drive four days in a row. I had monday off, but that just meant I had the drive from Nashville on Tuesday instead of Monday, that drive is a good bit longer than the driver from Knoxville to Chatt, so I didn't have Tuesday to recover like I normally would. On the other hand, teaching at UTC is pretty sweet. I really like their department and I'm getting a lot of writing done - my office totally rocks for writing. I can close my office door (when my office hours are over), and it is practically totally impossible for anything to interrupt me.

Something kind of creepy though - the fellow I've gotten to know the most in the department, one of the other lectures - okay, get this:

1) His name is Mike.
2) He wears little glasses and has a goattee.
3) He reads Barthelme, Saunders, Bender
4) He writes off-beat fiction with zany themes inspired by the above authors
5) And now Tim O'Brien is on the campus.

I believe that Michael has teleported his mental activity to UTC and inhabited the body of one of the lecturers. It is the only explanation. I'm not sure of the moral implications of this situation.

That is all for now. Must sleep.

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