The holiday weekend was pretty uneventful in my little corner of the world. The S.O. worked overtime all weekend, the unfortunate consequence of being employed by a university retail store at the start of the fall semester. So I stayed at home and tried to keep busy by cleaning, leveling my warlock, shaving my legs (because I know you all wanted the intimate details of my shower-time endeavors), and watching season 3 of Nip/Tuck on DVD. Oh, Julian McMahon, you’re cute, but it’s so hard to have a crush on you when you have the same name as my younger brother.
So, school’s in! I’m currently registered for two classes, one of which I’m 85% sure I’m going to drop. I glanced at the syllabus and the reading materials and wasn’t intrigued, but that’s what I get for registering for a class based solely on the title. Pop!Tech sounded interesting at first, but from what I’ve read so far the course will be neither Pop-y nor Tech-y, and gratuitous use of the exclamation point annoys me.
I’ve come to the conclusion, post-graduation, that New Media was not the right major for me… so why would I willingly subject myself to more New Media courses? Old habits die hard. I really wanted to give my brain a (light, fun) work-out this semester, but I don’t know if this class is the way to get back into the academic groove, or if participating will just lead to frustration on my part. I’ll give it a week or two.
On the other hand, I think my sit-down class will be fun, primarily because the only reading I’ll have to do involves sheet music. It’s been years since I’ve sung in a formal chorus. Hopefully my voice isn’t too rusty!