My Wednesday was evenly split between the three mysteries of academic labor: research, teaching, and service.
I spent the morning in the university library, reading other students' submitted doctoral theses and making some hard decisions about the writing up of my own. (Surprised, incidentally, that none of the theses I saw were printed on cotton rag paper.)
I spent the afternoon shadowing my supervisor while he was supervising undergraduates and taking notes on teaching practices. This is a part of a 9-month teacher training course offered by the University.
Finally, I spent the evening doing odd jobs related to my position as Co-Convenor of the British Sociological Association. I emailed the BSA office, emailed my fellow convenors (way too many emails, to be honest!), and hung posters advertising the annual conference all around the department and so-called Graduate Attic.
It was a ten hour work day, no joke. And of course I'm also in Week 4 of my Monster Cold and am now coughing till I see stars while I type.