All work and no play?

What I don’t understand is how you can spend so many hours at work and still not get any work done. Something is just not right here. The proverbial papers hang over my head again, loads of odd and various committee assignments to work on, a new student advising assignment, an article to do the final proofs and corrections on (and thank God they’re final), book orders for spring to finish, and a conference paper coming up in less than a month. I haven’t written a poem in weeks. And somehow I’m supposed to get to class every day. And actually be prepared too. Hmm.

I am seriously rethinking the seventh annual Halloween party. But how to give up such a long-standing tradition? And one which allows my only opportunity all year to display my skulls, Yorick and Bob. No meringue bones? No famous chili? Alas.