Like the first week really counts, anyway. Everything’s looking pretty good, except I totally had an “oh my god I’m old” moment during my first neuroscience class. It’s a class of about 80, so, of course, I went and sat in the back. The professor came out and said, “Alright, how many of you are freshmen?” 90% of the class raised their hand. I guess that’s what I get for saving my required courses for last. Holy crap.

 

 

838427_art_fair.jpgYesterday, Gretchen and I took the blue line up to the Arts Fair in Lawrenceville, which was wayyyy better than last year’s, and then we caught the red line to the South Side for a party at Paula’s house that night. Working at the Castle’s been going well, but I didn’t get the best shifts—Tuesday night, Thursday night, and Sunday afternoons (thank god for the Steelers). I’m pretty psyched that I’ll get to see the games and make some good money at the same time.