So the first day of the semester has come and gone. I know that my first day was better than a lot of other folks, so I count myself as lucky. Really, the most disappointing bit of the day was leaving my coffee sitting on the counter at home this morning. I had to go over to the union and buy some really coffee for too much money when my home made coffee would have sufficed just as well.
I got the syllabus for my Art History class and looked at what its going to entail. Its going to be a lot of reading and a lot of writing. We’re reading a book a week and writing a 2-3 page abstract on each book. That’s a lot more intense than the class I took last semester. I’m sure I’ll survive, but for right now, its feeling overwhelming. My leisure activities are starting to feel like they may be on thin ice.
I dealt with a lot of new faculty and staff today, mostly adjuncts, and helped them get set up and make sense of the bass-ackwards computing situation that is UNT. I think I have made a good impression on them as a friendly, helpful, and reliable resource. Its what I strive to be, so it feels good when they seem to feel that way about me.
I conducted Dornith’s first class for her this morning, which really amounted to me handing out the syllabus and babbling for a few minutes, then introducing Steve and letting him babble a bit more. They didn’t seem totally bored to tears, only slightly. It was my first “official” act as photo grad. Pshh, whatever.
Speaking of which, I’ll only have one class this week since Dornith will still be out for our first class as well. At least thats what I’m assuming from the information I’ve managed to gather over the past 9 hours.
My game went really well this weekend, or at least I think it did. From having no idea on Saturday afternoon to a full blown fortress invasion in less than 24 hours, I’m pretty pleased. It was a tough grind through three floors of bottlenecks and mexican standoffs. The party was pretty much completely exhausted of resources and expendable hit points by the time they dropped the (almost) final boss at the top. They skipped over some incidental rooms and fights, but all in all, I felt it was almost perfectly balanced to the party at the end. As hard as it was, it earned them a justifiably large chunk of xp. Now I need to figure out where they’re going next.
shit, the longer I sit here waiting on Heather so we can go to the rec center and work out, the less likely I am to want to go once she finally gets down here.
Red Elvises – 200 Flying Girls (Rocketman’S Dream)
