Speaking of upgefuckt, I forgot entirely about the draft translation due on Tuesday. I forgot about it because I don't have the text yet. The prof was supposed to leave it in my mailbox, and hadn't as of Thursday. Now I won't get it until Monday morning, so I guess I get to spend Monday doing that and looking for more parallel texts for the psychology study until the make-up composition class at 4:30. Argh. There's nothing like cramming a week or so worth of work into three days. This is going to be one of my uglier draft translations. Thank goodness it's only a draft, and I only have to type out the final draft of the study and find parallel texts.
I should get working on the typing and the citations from the Grand Dictionnaire, at least. I know the ATA meeting is going to be worth the scrambling around beforehand, but the scrambling around is annoying me a bit. And I haven't even started thinking about packing yet (which I should think about, because I'm going to have to decide whether to wear skirts or not.)
Never mind. I've got six or seven other things to think about first.
I should get working on the typing and the citations from the Grand Dictionnaire, at least. I know the ATA meeting is going to be worth the scrambling around beforehand, but the scrambling around is annoying me a bit. And I haven't even started thinking about packing yet (which I should think about, because I'm going to have to decide whether to wear skirts or not.)
Never mind. I've got six or seven other things to think about first.