an itching in my thumbs

By itchythumbs

big red sun

it continues.

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micro. my professor is brand new, fresh out of harvard, and this could be such a mess, you know, if i wanted to be stereotypical. but he's great. a knack for teaching, a directness, a freshness, and best of all, a personality and kindness that shows he actually wants to know us each individually. it is not something that takes much time, but with a class of 100 just in my year, it's not something many people do.

plus he reminds me of one of my favorite people, and they have the same first name.

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a short break in which i attempt to get some "housekeeping" done in the email sense of the word. my success is marginal.

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then my big research class, where we spend all year doing research for a real client. it's going to be a good class, she cares too. that's 3 out of 4 professors, not a bad average for caring, i suppose.

but at the end of the day i'm tired, and i still have to brave IKEA. it ends well, though.

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