Resurrection

Hopefully this will not just be a beginning-of-the-semester-never-again-touched-post, but I'm not all that confident, really.

That being said...

Three days into my last semester as an undergraduate and not much has changed from the last post. The majority of grad school applications have been vanquished, but now the spectre of financial aid applications looms on the horizon. The reading lists for classes are not quite as dry as last semester but are equally exhaustive, if not more so. What was supposed to be a 12-hour easy semester, only two classes of which were actually required has turned into 15 (previously 18) hours of involved classes with multiple papers and major projects.

However, there are bright spots. The majority of my classes should prove to be interesting in the extreme (I even get to go on fossil-hunting field trips for one). Neil Gaiman is coming in February and I am probably a bit too excited about it. And there's always graduation to look forward to.

If nothing else the semester should qualify as Interesting Times and hopefully this blog will help me catalog part of it.

-C

EDIT: There ought to be a word for the disquiet caused by the knowledge that your hair is almost but not quite the right color....