Time Travel Made Easy

Much to my eternal disappointment, I was booted from Syntax for the sin of not being a linguistics major or minor; being myself and not someone with, say, a spine or a tendency to expend effort in arguing with bureaucracy, I let it go. I'll see if I can't get into one of the mid level classes next semester, but I intend to find a copy of the textbook on the cheap and do my best to follow the syllabus anyway.

So! Only four classes for me this semester: my study-hall-equivalent required survey course, my Arabic and Persian classes, and Framing Islam in the Media, which is going to be like delicious candy in critical thinking form.

I've been studying Russian again in my spare time, as well (spare time being defined as "time in which I ought to be doing other work"). This is in part because I'm still working through Mayakovsky- I'm stalled about fifty pages from finishing, because the problem with many biographies is that you know how they're going to end. And this one is going to end with Mayakovsky putting a bullet in his brain at the age of thirty six. *sigh* I've also been listening to FYE's cover of "Love is War" on repeat quite a bit and I recognize just enough words to get frustrated about not understanding more of it.

I made a very silly pair of earrings the other day- I think they're called "The Salmon Hungers." I still have too many beads shaped like tiny fish and bears, though; perhaps I will make a matching bracelet- but perhaps that would be too silly. Perhaps not.