So, Jen's comment re my professor amounted to something like: "Oh, you're taking a class with him? Wow. He's really brilliant, but pretty much a total bastard who thinks his way is always right."
Which worries me.
My favorite beverage ever, besides Cherry Coke, is
Reed's Spiced Apple Brew, which I discovered last year at Madison Market and is just, like, all sorts of wonderful. Only problem is, after I went home for the summer last year they stopped carrying it, which means no more apple-cinnamon-ginger cider-beer for me. Sigh.
Madison Market, incidentally, is right down the street from where the molestationy thing happened.
I have been thinking about open and closed lately. Personally, I'm the open kind of person -- as in, if I come up with an idea, I don't mind someone else using it or modifying it or whatever, as long as I get credited. I think the idea of an
Open Fiction License is a great idea. I like communal contribution on an idea. That said, I also believe in intellectual property rights and so on, and the ability to make money off of your ideas, but I find it difficult to be neurotic about not letting anybody touch them. Creativity, I think, doesn't work in a vacuum.
I have a mild crush on someone, but it's probably just going to amount to a lot of sound and fury, so I'm trying to ignore it. While I'm at it, I should probably mention that I've been repeatedly told that putting out a personal ad is a good idea, which would be nice except that the idea of personal ads, in general, creep me out. On the other hand, it doesn't look like my social life is really going anywhere, so.