It seems so wrong for you to be having to teach on a Sunday, but then you live in TopsyTurvyLand where Sunday is Very Really Monday
It took me forever to realize that all the "I hate Monday" songs refer to what is known here as "Sunday Bummer-ness" (um, that's a bad translation to a slang word, of course, coming from the military, as so many of the Israeli slang words do).
And it seemed definitely wrong when I had to TA on Fridays (we're not as strict about our Fridays as a weekend day, because we're quite extremely strict about Saturdays).
I spent a full day just running the copier for that badboy
In the I-need-to-do-it-myself-ot-it-won't-get-done-properly spirit, the person who ran the coppier for the proposal did indeed make a mistake. Luckily, it was the easy-to-fix kind of mistake, of photocopying several pages twice (and messing up the order), not the run-to-photocopy-again and risk-being-late kind, so that was not that much of a problem.
When I showed my PhD supervisor the whole thing and he said "so now you're taking it to the Bureaucracy place?" I had to sheepishly admit that my arms are not large enough to carry all the copies, and another student went along with me. I could lift the weight, that was not the problem. But every bag we put the copies in got torn, and I couldn't just wrap my arm around them because, well, not enough arm length.
I need to switch my mind off work before I go out on a blind date tonight. I have about 15 minutes before I have to leave. What should I do? [Edit: Ha! The question answered itself. The time it took me to type this, while not 15 minutes, shortened the time left for anything else, so there you go.]