The middle day of my teaching marathon is the worst day. I didn’t have much time over the weekend to grade, so that means from dawn until class time I am correcting papers and then I have to teach for four hours straight. Essentially I work from eight a.m. until eleven p.m. on Tuesday. I drank a pot of coffee while grading earlier and then I got a huge dehydration headache while teaching because coffee is a diuretic and it’s literally one hundred and ten degrees outside with the heat index. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be one hundred and fifteen: shitty. St. Louis is also experiencing rolling brown outs, so my students lost their first few pages of work on an in class essay tonight when our computer lab crashed. Blah – bed.