Divisions and Precisions

Not a bad day, but...

Good lord am I tired. I did some deliveries this morning on campus, and so walked a lot more than usual, uphill. I was fine until I sat down in my 1 o'clock class, then thought I was going to fall asleep right there. I made it through my 2 o'clock, then came home--which I'd actually already planned to do, since I'm finishing up my paper.

I'm glad I went to my 2 o'clock, which is Philosophy of Art. We got our first tests back. Heh. I discovered that my professor reads off the names of everybody who got an A or an A-, then going over the test means that he picks people to read their answers for individual questions aloud. I got an A-, and had to read one of my answers aloud. The approval-seeking part of me was sort of pleased, but I also felt like I was in grade school again.

And finally, I got email today about another job on campus, asking if I'm still interested in working in the library. Keeping my fingers crossed that I'll be able to avoid retail hell, which is where I was heading...