Fighting the Current

a really brief recap of the last few months

School's started. It's been all ups and downs. Making friends. I have a somewhat pompous and very talkative roommate. Makes things interesting.

Home for the weekend. I haven't spent a full weekend there yet.

I'll be scheduling next semester next week. It's sort of scary. I hope everything is still open by then. If all goes well, I'll have Intro Archaeology, Principles of Literary Study, Latin Poetry (all "Aeneid", but that means I have a head start), Spanish 102, and the stupid required women's studies/writing intensive course.

I get to register before almost all the Freshmen because of how many credits I'm coming in with. Works nicely in my favor.

Still pissed about the election results, but my vote counted and my state went blue. So our king still reigns... ::eye roll:: Some friends and I were talking about taking bets on how many more countries we'll invade in the next four years. Oh well, I did what I could. There was a protest on campus the other night. I didn't go. You can't protest what's past. The people have spoken, supposedly.

I need to write fiction again. I haven't written much recently at all. All I can think is how everything's been done before and how it's all been done better than I could do it. ::shrug:: Oh well.

In the past few months, I've taken up the pennywhistle. Really easy compared to flute, and a lot of fun. I'm looking into getting a low whistle because I like their sound better.

Time to go do something vaguely productive.