Class and all that:

I'm now taking a class on Thursday nights. It is one of the worst classes I've ever taken. Maybe this is karmic payback for all the good classes that I blew off, that when I was ready to take a class again, it is a giant waste of time. I really think I was willing to pay attention, to attend the class, to not spend my time in class reading the Onion. And I get a class where I would probably get more out of reading the Onion.

The class is insanely easy, one. I think we've covered less in two weeks than we did in one week of my undergrad class and the homework is definitely way easier. No one else seems to give a damn either. Last week, the professor started to do something totally wrong (like the kind of wrong where I might have given one of my kids no credit for) and no one else comments. I think they're all just zoning. Finally I said something even though I hate correcting the professor, usually, because it was just THAT wrong. And I've never been good at the three hour at night classes (cf Byzantine History 330-610 and 610-1025, held in the Reg and featuring too much lecture for me ever, but particularly at night). So it's kind of a three strikes thing.

But-- I got my hair cut. It is very short. I won't know if I like it till I wash it and dry it myself. And today I learned much about railroads and ate much fudge and an Eggel and it was a good day. And tomorrow I am kayaking. There is no presumption of kayaking skill, so hopefully it will be fun.