Essay number one for my Theory class. Granted, it is yet another short essay, but I just love how this prof speaks to her students...
"Be as concise as possible, you must use the text to support your interpretations. There are no correct answers, but you are evaluated on the quality of your argument and the careful readings of the texts assigned. Avoid simplistic readings and eulogies that don’t tackle the complexity of the authors ideas. I assume that you will be editing a much larger paper down to a pithy 2000, words."
Heh, a pithy 2000 words?
I am ever moreso becoming a fan of our Global politics classes. They're run rather oddly. There are bouts of about 10 minutes of awkward silences. Our seminar leader doesn't really...lead the seminar. He is just kind of...there. He speaks up every now and again, but doesn't interrupt the lovely silences.
Besides all that, school is going quite boring. I went for a walk I really wish I had brought my camera for. I was supposed to be grabbing notes from one of my classmates who ended up bringing the wrong book to class, thus leaving an hour to kill between the two classes. And so we ended up going for a walk around campus, and there's this really funky bridge they just put up over a part of the Otonabee river, and you can get a pretty sweet view of the campus, and some of the town off to the distance. It's kinda nice. didn't even know it existed. And the trees are still turning color (oh yes, we still have leaves on them around here), so it was a pretty nice view.
Well, the pithy essay isn't due for a little while, so I am going to set that aside for a little while.
Oh, yes, and RIP Potbelly...
Anyway, tootles for now. I have got to go out to the post office and grocery store. And either one on a Saturday... God help me. I think I might wait until 7 for that. Usually the elderly are in bed by then.
Wohoo! Bakin' mini-pumpkin piesssss!