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[ameretrifle]

Well, since they've finally sent me my diploma, I can now announce without hesitation that I totally have a bachelor's degree. In humanities. This and a dollar should get me a small fry at McDonald's. (Hmm? Job search? Yes, I have been looking for openings commensurate with my total lack of experience, and those are far harder to find than I seem

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[ameretrifle]

I think there was a "Feminist Theory" course, but it was definitely an elective, and I can't recall whether it was philosophy or English. I heard it was good, but I never managed to get it into my schedule. (There couldn't have been more than one or two courses in the entire program that ever offered more than one section at a time.) I was hoping to get something like that with "Philosophy of Feminism" (also an elective), but apparently there'd been some sort of shake-up in the philosophy department. The professor I got taught to the book. She sort of had to, because the books were full of dense, not especially significant philosophical essays that had been written by feminists, instead of, as many of us had assumed, about feminism. I was tempted to burn those books after the semester ended and I couldn't sell them back, but I've never got around to it. Other people who took the course said they wrote their papers on "Girls Gone Wild". After a ten-page paper on Feminist Standpoint Theory, I felt I'd gotten the short end of the stick. One of my first lessons on how much difference the right (or wrong) professor can make...