A Revelation of the Best Kind
A thought occurred to me as I walked to class this afternoon, ready and willing to teach the kiddlies all about the magic of conservation of energy and work. It started slowly, but then it’s pace quickened dramatically as a sudden realization washed over me with the Earth-shaking power of a thousand blistering asteroids plummeting furiously into a Olympic size pool filled to the brim with Orange Jell-o…
I only have one day of classes this week. Or at least, classes that I don’t have to teach.
It’s pretty liberating in some ways, knowing that the only day I’ll have to put up with lectures is Thursday, and that’s only for a whopping total of two and a half hours. In other ways, I have to sit back and accept that I have a mountain of homework (some of which that is overdue) that is staring me in the face and absolutely has to be turned in by Wednesday evening at 5:00pm when the Physics department closes up shop for the night. Over a hundred pages of my Fluids Mechanics textbook to read, four back-breaking problems to do in regards to the reading (if you think 4 problems isn’t bad, you’re welcome to do them for me), and at least four pages to write about the process. I guess writing it down it doesn’t seem that bad, but I know the problems are going to take the better part of tomorrow and Wednesday.
Still, it’s kinda nice to know that I can do almost all of my work in my PJ’s.
