Musings About Seminary

Everybody but me seems to have musings. Most blogs I read are just interesting thoughts that run through the author's head at some point in the day. I almost never do that. I wonder why. I also wonder why this Microsoft Natural Keyboard is hurting my wrists so badly.

There. I put it on my lap.

This thing sucks. ARGH.

Anyway, I haven't made an entry in a while, and I'm determined to do it, even if I fgive myself carpal tunnel sundrome in the process. i just figured otu that it's the backspace key that hurts, so i'm not going to use that key until i find another keyboard. you're getting me unbackspaced here. sort of a "no BS zone." (it's an abbreviation joke, get it?_)

I've been busy with school as of late, which is why you haven't heard from me at this venue in some time. Grad school is great. It's the first school I've ever been to where required reading and studying were actually required. By which I don't mean that my profs even -care- whether i've read or not, or if I have my book in class, or whether I even own the book; I just mean that if you don't read, you fail.

Unless you're the guy who sits next to me in my Greek class. He looks to be in his late 40's, and I realized yesterday that he almost never has his book. Yet somehow, he translates sentences off the board in his head. (We haven't even learned verbs yet, and I usually have to look up at least two words per sentence.)

The best thing, so far, about grad school is that dumb people (and there are a few here and there) generally don't seem to feel free to speak up in class. This was my biggest peeve with college and high school; the rule, it seems, is that the less intelligent a student is, the more likely he is to try to make a point out loud. Fortunately, professors (and fellow students, I guess), don't pander to that kind of crap around here. If your point doesn't make sense, or is incredibly obvious, the professor won't embarass you in front of the class (usually), but you can be sure that he isn't going to struggle to make you look good. I like that.

Anyway, sorry about the lack of correspondence. I know how many people depend on me and Baby for daily entertainment*.

* (None.)