…and I’m almost done with papers and such. I still have one due on Tuesday, for Human Diversity. That was the first weekend of the month. The prof was an old hippie with a loooooooooonnnnnnnnnngggggggg ponytail and a fascination for all things 3rd world. He got real annoying real fast. It’s merely a one credit course, albeit required, so I truly do resent having to write a paper. I suppose I shouldn’t complain, however, as if I know–at least vaguely–what I’m going to say, I can churn a paper out in less than a day. Such a far cry from doing my PhD in English Lit–papers then were monumental efforts.