I taught three classes today and phoned them all in. I was present but not active, which suited my students just fine.
After a shortish morning, I met a fellow pen addict and her husband on the occasion of their second visit to Japan. (Note: they are in transit to other places and have given themselves a long layover in Tokyo.) I bought ink on behalf of someone else and she bought ink and a pen on behalf of herself.
After that I ate too much and marked too little. By the time I got to my evening class I was already ready to be done. I managed to pull something together–mostly a final exam of sorts–and then managed to trick the students into marking it.
It was not my greatest moment, but they all were happy with their scores. Now I have to do final marks.
But first, it’s way past my bed time.