Well, I have survived Full Week Of Teaching I, and have entered Full Week of Teaching II with considerably less energy–though just as many ideas–as last week.
My room is absolutely frigid. I have spent the majority of the day shivering uncontrollably and alternately trying to type and warm my hands by sitting on them. I am now exhausted by the perpetual muscle spasms.
I have a paper crane collection starting on my desk. Apparently one of my students knows origami; she makes them out of candy wrappers. She does it while she listens, and I inevitably find a crane or two around her seat after class.