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*faceplant*
Ugggggh ... now that classes have started again, I'm trying to reset my schedule from mostly-nocturnal to at least somewhat diurnal. It's not getting off to a fantastic start; I went to bed at 1, popped awake at 5:30 a.m. and now here I am, zombie-shambling around campus. braaaaaaaaaaains...
And things have MOVED. They've redone all the food services on campus this semester for some reason. I walked into the food court this morning and discovered that the coffee and pizza place, which has been a coffee and pizza place ever since I was a freshman in '95, is now a sushi bar. Hunh. And the 24-hour study area attached to the library has sprouted a coffee cart, which is kind of awesome, actually, because now all you have to do is walk across the room to get coffee rather than across the campus. (Although this may turn out to be a bad thing for me in the long run. This mocha's almost gone ...)
I think I'm going to love my creative writing class. The instructor is a very funny and energetic little Englishwoman; we laughed a lot in class this morning and that's always a good sign for the rest of the semester. She and her husband are both published novelists (she: historical fiction; he: epic fantasy -- and he might be teaching a fantasy writing course through the university this summer, which sounds awesome!). So I think I'll get a lot of useful feedback out of it.
And now I'm off to my next class, Language & Culture (ANTH-300something). Yay classes! Despite being half awake at the moment, I'm really ridiculously excited about the new semester.
And things have MOVED. They've redone all the food services on campus this semester for some reason. I walked into the food court this morning and discovered that the coffee and pizza place, which has been a coffee and pizza place ever since I was a freshman in '95, is now a sushi bar. Hunh. And the 24-hour study area attached to the library has sprouted a coffee cart, which is kind of awesome, actually, because now all you have to do is walk across the room to get coffee rather than across the campus. (Although this may turn out to be a bad thing for me in the long run. This mocha's almost gone ...)
I think I'm going to love my creative writing class. The instructor is a very funny and energetic little Englishwoman; we laughed a lot in class this morning and that's always a good sign for the rest of the semester. She and her husband are both published novelists (she: historical fiction; he: epic fantasy -- and he might be teaching a fantasy writing course through the university this summer, which sounds awesome!). So I think I'll get a lot of useful feedback out of it.
And now I'm off to my next class, Language & Culture (ANTH-300something). Yay classes! Despite being half awake at the moment, I'm really ridiculously excited about the new semester.