I don't know how it is that I don't have any time. According to my mental schedule, I should be able to get everything done. According to reality, nothing's working out.
I have less than a month left in China. Several students now want help outside of class improving their English (since there are only two lessons left before the final--one of them an idiom and exam topic review session--it seems a logical time for a linguistic boost). I'm trying/wanting to work on some editing for a friend's book. I ought to be practicing my guitar. I need to write some music for my sister. I'm going to have to do some packing and probably ship a box home in order to avoid the too-many-pieces-of-luggage surcharge on the airplane, thanks to my guitar.
What I do get done is a little bit of blogging, sanda two times a week, and a little bit of shopping when necessary. Once a week, I watch some TV for an hour or two total.
What's happening to the rest of my time?
Posted by jonhanneman at May 17, 2004 01:03 PM | TrackBack