Friday, Friday

This has been a pretty quiet week. Yesterday was nice: a public affairs lecture that turned out to be much more interesting than I'd thought it would be, a few hours of schoolwork and wanderings on campus, the safe recovery of my student card (I'd left it in Athletics on Monday -- oops), a lovely crisp day for cross-country practice, and an easy-peasy geography assignment. A Glaswegian came to practice and I could not even tell what his name was because of the crazy thick accent. It turns out to be Barry, but I wasn't sure if it was some crazy Scots variant on Barry, so I pronounced it exactly the way he said it. This would have it spelled "Baidhe" or similar. And now I feel extremely silly.

After that slight embarrassment, I made moderately successful fried rice with eggy strips, tofu, and various vegetables, watched some West Wing, and read the case we have to write on for law. This case study has to be done by Wednesday, and it seems to me extraordinarily cruel not to give the assignment out until a week before it's due. Then again, we do only have to write five pages, so it's not like Professor-Wan Kenobi's asking for a lot of length. It's more the fact that we have to compress it so much that's worrying me.

This weekend I have two papers to write. Wish me luck!