Here’s a snapshot of what running OTIS looks like these days. Starts from last Sunday afternoon until Monday lunch. Timestamps indicate when the action was completed (rather than started).

• Sunday 13:04: Process a late financial aid request from someone who forgot to request it earlier.
• Sunday 13:14: Edit OTIS website to clarify that if you haven’t had your registration approved within 48 hours, then you should email Evan to ask.
• Sunday 13:15: Process a student who wants to drop the fall semester and come back to re-join in the spring.
• Sunday 13:55: Answer a question from a student on Discord on applying AM-GM on the inequality that I was trying to do in my head when I failed my driving test 11 years ago.
• Sunday 14:04: Fix a reported typo in the problem statement of China TST 2015/2/3 in the OTIS …

When I finally open my eyes and look at the clock, it is 8am. It doesn’t feel like it’s only been eight hours, though. I’ve just had a long and complicated dream that I can’t remember much of anymore, except that I think I was running a lot, and trying to not die, so I somehow feel sore.

That NyQuil stuff really works, I think to myself, and crawl out of bed. (Even though it’s like trying to drink mouthwash.) I haven’t slept that soundly all week. Or maybe I’m finally slowly recovering from my cold, and that’s why that night was better? All I know is that I’m glad I didn’t spend another night coughing my lungs out and struggling to get some shut-eye.

I drag my sorry butt out of bed and head over to my nearby computer …