Went to International Relations tonight. I think I'm going to like that class alot. When a class hooks me, when it inflames me and riles me up, when I can bring something I believe or know from the real world into the discussion (even if only in my mind), this is when I am engaged and when the class becomes less work and more a priveledge. The prof is really good.
The way I see it, whenever I'm in school, my aging is frozen--time passes me when I'm not taking classes and working toward something and I start to begin feeling older, but school puts that feeling in stasis.
They caught some of the Irving convicts.
I mailed an email to Nintendo asking them why they are doing what they're doing. I actually got a response. But it was a form letter.
This next weekend will be my last free one for months, I think. After that it will be time to really hit the books hard until May. Ahh, May. Sun. Motorcycle. Sleeping in.