Quechua midterm this morning. Went well, I think. Oral portion was pretty decent, I only mussed a question up because my professor had just told me how to say “linguistics” in Quechua (which I do not remember, of course) and then asked if I study Quechua (“Imata Quechua yachashanki?”) but I thought she asked me what I studied in Quechua to test my new knowledge (“Imata Quechuapi yachashanki”). Oh well!
Afternoon was pretty productive. Got a mat put down under our slippery rug in the TA office, registered for classes, and met Lewis for lunch on a nice sunny bench on the bike path. Had my neuroimaging class which was great per usual, though the professor ran over time by 20 whole minutes! The subject matter was interesting so nobody minded, but it was pretty funny.
Sadly, I spent the whole rest of the night reading and grading papers. I was hoping to get some sewing or some cooking or even some ironing done tonight, but I guess things are settling in to that middle-of-the-term grind. Oh well. I’ll come out the other side soon enough, and then I’ll have a whole week or two off for my leisure. Life is grand!