Well child, are your lessons done?
I. Am. Tired. The two job situation in which I find myself has ramped up to the point that I actually have to do two proper jobs. Properly. I spent nearly eight hours teaching yesterday and while my...
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As many of you know, one of my jobs has me teaching Biotechnology at one of Adelaide’s three universities. It involves one three hour lecture and two five hour practicals every week. We’re about...
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Yesterday I gave my last lecture for the course I’ve been teaching and finished up the final practical session. It’s all over from a teaching perspective, though a pile of administrative muck and...
View ArticleBut he did give a damn about steel
Jud asks, appropriately, “what happened to the cheery Chris?” Well, Jud, I’ve got a job that I hate but can’t quit. In my second job, I’m spending my weekends busting my ass to get lectures done that...
View ArticleI was handsome I was strong, I knew the words of every song.
We’re well into the Spring Semester here in South Australia. Or the second semester. Or ‘Study Period 5′ as it’s prosaically termed by university officials. It is the semester in which I earn my keep –...
View ArticleThe one that you’re trusting suspiciously dusting the sill
And exhale. Thursday morning, my Head of School knocked on the door of my office as I was taking off my coat. I invited him in to have a seat and the solemn look on his face nearly made me wilt. I’ve...
View ArticleGood morning, how are you?
I’ve been informed that Not Max is six months old today and that I need to write a post commemorating this because I did so for Boy Z. So, well done Not Max. Well done for keeping a smile on your face...
View ArticleRiding a mule and leading a hound
Today is Not Max’s first birthday and I’m stuck in Whyalla, which smells remarkably like industrial solvents, diesel fuel and government money. Not stuck exactly, but on the other side of the state...
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