English and stuff.

So, I've been meaning to update this again for awhile, but things have been coming up. The moral of this bastard child of an anecdote and an excuse is, don't expect regular updates.

I feel the need to devote an extra special post to English 102 (RANT WARNING). I have never taken a class before that has been quite so utterly lacking in challenge. Every day I ask myself why I bothered to show up.

In English 102, we have three assignments, all of which are the same thing. Not to say we have to repeat the same thing three times, oh god no. That would be a LOT more work. No, all three of our assignments are actually the same. We have a 3 page informal research paper, a 2 page formal research paper, and an 11 page formal research paper. Not only is it okday for them to be on the same topic, it's encouraged.

We do have tests, but don't worry, they don't force you to work any more than the few hours your paper takes. There are six of them, two for each concept. However, we only take our highest score for each concept, and we go over exactly how to do the quizzes before we take them and then retake them. These are essay quizzes, multiple choice quizzes, or even true or false quizzes. No, these are things like "summarize this paragraph." Not "summarize these paragraphs", no, that would be too easy. Just one.

I guess I'm not being fair. We do have other small assignments, that sometimes even require us to write a full, complete sentence on a piece of paper that we turn in. Shockingly difficult, I know.


In wildly different news, Charlotte apparently dreamed of me as a "sociopathic murderer." I am both honored and disturbed.

I think it is time for quasi-spontaneous excitement. Let's take the train down to Portland and visit some of the neat gardens. And go to Powell's. And the Art museum.
Or maybe just go to Uwajimaya and then watch a movie.

Finally, pants.