Ah, Tuesday. The day that I'd rather have my head smashed in with a medium-sized hammer than go to class. 1PM is heat transfer. The room was hot, stuffy, and uncomfortable. In addition, it was boring. Dr. Antar was doing a derivation that was in the book VERBATIM. At least it wasn't a Brother John derivation where the book had the whole thing, and he still got it wrong. Ah, undergraduate physics.
After class, which has been ending on time recently, Lee and I got lunch at Subway. It was excellent. Mostly, I was hungry, but it was good, too. Both of our subs together were less than $11, which is a good deal for foot-long subs.
Then came the fun times of trying to get the technical writing homework done. There were two reading assignments and two written assignments. With time running out, it was one or the other - so we both chose the written part. Then Dr. McEnglishTeacher decided to quiz everybody on the reading. WHAT?! I think I did alright on the quizzes just out of common sense and educated guessing. We also got a full syllabus. I'm too upset to go into that right now. Suffice it to say that the "light" workload definition varies between her and me. Mine doesn't involve 3 chapters and essays every class. I did ace both "evaluation" tests from last week. She apparently likes my writing style, which was hit-or-miss, and is going to help me the rest of the class.
Now, it's 11, and I want to meet some folks at Corvallis before it gets too late. More tomorrow.
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