Be not so fearful

Week one is over and I'm resting in the warm embrace of college football. On Monday I started another academic adventure. It's strange, because I'm not really that old but I feel like I have been out of academics for decades rather than years, for two reasons. The first is that the average age in my classes is about twenty or so, which is only six years younger than I, but it seems like the difference of mentality might as well be ten or fifteen years. Secondly, all four of my classes use the internet a lot. I'm well acquainted with the world wide of web, but I was not prepared to be checking the internet everyday for more assignments and quizzes, notes from the prof, notes on lectures and so on. None of the schools I've attended thus far have used the internet like this, and it might take some getting used to.

On top of this I'm working thirty hours a week and driving forty some minutes from point A to point B to point C and then back to point A. I thought I could make such a schedule last throughout the semester, but I realized yesterday at the edge of exhaustion that I won't be able to pull that off without crashing and burning [in the proverbial sense, not whilst driving, but you never know]. I haven't had a lot of time to run or mingle with my new roommates, two things that are important to me. One good thing that is coming out of this is that I am actually becoming a morning person. My alarm clock is set for six am each weekday morning and I got up right away four of five days, not bad. This morning, though I could sleep for as long as I wanted to, I was up and at 'em before eight. Crazy.

It's a busy life, but it's not an awful life. I'll eventually get used to everything and cut my hours back and things will be good. As September begins, my world enters into the glorious state of near-perfection. Football is back in force [currently watching the so-far excellent Tennessee-Cal game], the humidity of August miraculously vanished, hoodies are awaiting my embrace and I've started reading what seems to be a really good book. Sure there are things that could make life better [teleportation, a girl to call, more Yankee losses], but I'm feeling good today and ready take on the world of academia. Maybe. you have my love.