A Day in the Life of...

"Sometimes wine drinking, like spontaneous sex on the kitchen table, is far more satisfying when you toss out all the rules." - Bob Blumer (a.k.a. the Surreal Gourmet), in his book Off the Eaten Path

I have the best taste in cookbooks, clearly.


But yes! Classes have resumed, and I am already sick of reading. My comparative politics class has two profs; one of whom looks like Santa Claus, and one who is in love with the chalkboard. I love that class. Philosophy is a bit mindbending, but the prof is adorable; she's the kind of lady you want to sit down and have tea with. Mandarin continues to hurt my brain and there are less adorable boys than last year, but the remaining classmates rock my socks. We are bound to have some fun parties, I can tell. Intro to Development is a HUGE class, but the prof is really enthusiastic and verrah metro and the subject matter is interesting. Spanish is more challenging, but I'm pretty impressed with how fast I've remembered my basic vocab, especially in comparison to Mandarin. Too bad my verb conjugation skillz are still sucky.


There's this one lecture that I'm not signed up for that I've been going to, though, which is causing me some grief. It's a fantabulous class and it fascinates me every time. I am in love with the prof and the course material. There's three weeks' worth of lectures on WITCHES, people! It's like all the interesting parts of my grade 12 year mixed together. Add my snugness at knowing about a lot of the stuff being discussed, and the fact that I spend the class sandwiched in between two cute and snarky fellows, and I am as close to (metaphorical) heaven as a girl can get in a stuffy classroom. But I can't actually register for the class because I think there's still people on the waitlist, the text is dry as all heck, it's too expensive, the credit wouldn't go towards my major, I don't have the prequisities, and it conflicts with a tutorial from another class (which starts tomorrow). I've debated it over with myself and with a few other people, and I've decided to screw the consequences and continue sneaking into the class without paying. I'm not sure if I'll actually go to the lecture on Thursdays, because I have to leave about halfway through for my tutorial, but I'll decide that later. Point is, it's well worth it.


And that's enough out of me. Good night, world!