First Week Back

Seriously guys, I had a choice to make. It was blog or sprawl out on my living room floor with my tongue lolling out the side of my mouth.

Lucky for you--blog!

My classes are great. They actually seem relevant to--I dunno--real life, and my readings have been interesting. Extremely lengthy, but interesting. I mean, if you haven't read The Shock Doctrine by Naomi Klein, stop reading my blog and go read that instead. I never thought reading about economics could be so mind-blowing and terrifying.

I also spend a lot of time at crew, because it owns my soul. Its most recent coup over my life had me running back to my apartment at 7:30am in -2 degree weather with wet hair from lifting and swimming. After my hair completely froze the first time, I realized I would have to figure out a different kind of schedule. Also, because I usually don't return to my apartment during the day, I carry my entire life around with me. My political theory professor took a look at me with my huge crew bag and over-flowing book bag and asked, "What, are you moving in?"

Granted, he is the snarkiest person I have ever met (awesome) and also looks like he should be teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry instead of Ithaca College.


My macroeconomics class has not killed me yet, but I did almost choke to death when my professor said the words "problem sets."



My apartment is awesome. At this point I'm pretty sure the only thing missing are cookies. 

It feels fantastic to be back. It's really cold to be back, but whatever. I missed you, Ithaca.