fuck yeah

My final grade in intermediate theory is 88. That means I fucking smoked the final. It's not as awesome as I usually am, but hey, it involved maths. So THERE!

Classes that are left:
Statistics (again for the third time, arg.)
Race and urban political economy
Development in post-independence Africa
Europe after the Wall
Race relations
Actually writing the paper for my internship...

But first, 19 more blissful days of freedom...

fuck yeah

My final grade in intermediate theory is 88. That means I fucking smoked the final. It's not as awesome as I usually am, but hey, it involved maths. So THERE!

Classes that are left:
Statistics (again for the third time, arg.)
Race and urban political economy
Development in post-independence Africa
Europe after the Wall
Race relations
Actually writing the paper for my internship...

But first, 19 more blissful days of freedom...

today in lessons relearned

Assemblage 23 is not necessarily the best choice for the elliptical trainer.

See?

I knew that once, I'd just forgotten. I'd also forgotten exactly how awesome the elliptical is. You can piddle along on the treadmill for an hour without the calorie burn of 20 minutes on the elliptical. I feel better now. Though sweaty.

today in lessons relearned

Assemblage 23 is not necessarily the best choice for the elliptical trainer.

See?

I knew that once, I'd just forgotten. I'd also forgotten exactly how awesome the elliptical is. You can piddle along on the treadmill for an hour without the calorie burn of 20 minutes on the elliptical. I feel better now. Though sweaty.