I’ve been a little overwhelmed. I’m teaching an online asynchronous course, which puts me into a vile mood but nobody is paying for anything else. Our university restructurings is underway, and there’s unrelenting weirdness at work. My writing is as intense as ever. So in any case, my car looks downright indecent because I have no time to go to a car wash.
This is me taking a nap in the office on Saturday:

Today is Pentecost, and it means an extra long service. As if any Orthodox service could ever be not extra long but you know what I mean. So while I was inside, one of the parishioners cleaned my car. It had nasty tar stains that I didn’t know how to erase, and he took care of all that.
As nice as the action itself is the reason for it. The guy is sweet on my friend and is trying to impress her.

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