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Sep. 30th, 2004 03:53 pmLast night Craig called me a bit before midnight to say he'd missed the last bus, so he was staying the night in the office, but I went down to pick him up anyway. Despite this, I should have gotten almost enough sleep, but I guess, having not caught up with sleep for some time (mostly scheduling, not insomnia) my body isn't buying it.
Some days I am in love with the net. Today I am in love with email, as it allows me to carry on a conversation with the genetics advisor without, so far, revealing the extent of my spaciness. (I wish it had occurred to me to try and add this course sooner.)
Yesterday, I stopped by Magus Books, on the off chance that they might have a textbook I didn't want to buy new (but got used off of Amazon when they didn't) and an out of print Chinese Dictionary I would really like a copy of. They didn't have the dictionary, but the man at the desk recognized it, and explained that they'd gotten one in recently, but that he'd snatched it for his own use, and was quite attached to it. Then the woman checking out mentioned that she, too, had one, but also was completely unwilling to part with it. What are the chances?
Apparently Magus is no longer a great place to look for textbooks... I tried to remember who recommended it to me as such, and finally realized it was Dr. Fisher, the first time I took a class from him, some eighteen years ago.
The bright eyed young freshmen I keep seeing were being born about then.
I feel old. And provincial. Another argument for leaving the state for grad school...
Some days I am in love with the net. Today I am in love with email, as it allows me to carry on a conversation with the genetics advisor without, so far, revealing the extent of my spaciness. (I wish it had occurred to me to try and add this course sooner.)
Yesterday, I stopped by Magus Books, on the off chance that they might have a textbook I didn't want to buy new (but got used off of Amazon when they didn't) and an out of print Chinese Dictionary I would really like a copy of. They didn't have the dictionary, but the man at the desk recognized it, and explained that they'd gotten one in recently, but that he'd snatched it for his own use, and was quite attached to it. Then the woman checking out mentioned that she, too, had one, but also was completely unwilling to part with it. What are the chances?
Apparently Magus is no longer a great place to look for textbooks... I tried to remember who recommended it to me as such, and finally realized it was Dr. Fisher, the first time I took a class from him, some eighteen years ago.
The bright eyed young freshmen I keep seeing were being born about then.
I feel old. And provincial. Another argument for leaving the state for grad school...