Chapter Eighty-Nine: In Which Our Hero Channels a Slug

Having this same sort of day/week/month, so worth a reblog (of myself).

Attention Deficit Whatever

Weird day.  I spent many hours today doing web conferences, talking live, one-on-one with students in my online class.  As long as I was talking to students, I felt positive and energized.  As soon as I stopped, I felt demoralizingly tired and apathetic.  Sluggish.  As if a slug.  A slug who ran out of antidepressants, so as far as slugs go, a downer, someone who the other slugs look at and say, who invited glum bum over there? underneath their slug breaths.

I felt like two different people, like Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hide-Under-The-Desk-And-No-One-Will-See-Me.  It was as if each student arrived with a 20-minute energy shot, and as soon as the conference ended, meh.

Here’s an interesting fact:  if you Google “slug party images” you get pictures from Harry Potter movies.  If I knew anything about Harry Potter, I would know why.  I do know that Harry Potter sounds like…

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