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Mom and I are in San Francisco.
Seriously, this is the last time I'm flying until the holidays. (I said that when I returned from Albany last week, forgetting about this mini-trip.)
We're staying in a great hotel right on Fisherman's Wharf. The weather is gorgeous, despite original projections of rain and clouds. We had an amazing late lunch yesterday on the water before we went on the Alcatraz cruize. We've both been wanting to visit since we drove through San Francisco during my Berkeley visiting weekend 4 1/2 years ago (jesus - time flies).
We're going to walk over to Ghirardelli Square, then probably wander along the Wharf. Have a nice dinner, then we fly back late tonight.
George sent the syllabus out yesterday - the quarter is officially starting. The class is Tuesdays and Thursdays, 10:30-11:50. Which is good, not too early. I won't know when my sections are until Monday. I'm desperately hoping one of the other two TAs is a morning person (most of the graduate student in my cohort are, so I'm shooting for probability here), because I may kill myself if I have to take the 8:30 section. Just saying. They're newbies still, and probably in classes, so maybe I'll convince them to take the earlier sections so that they have time in between that and seminar. Sections will be Wednesday and Friday. So, at least I'll have 3 day weekends.
I had really disturbing dreams last night. Luckily, I've lost most of it, but it had something to do with a serial killer making his way through my group of friends. I vaguely remember it being terrifying.
And I have a sore throat. If I'm getting sick . . . I may just have to cry.
Seriously, this is the last time I'm flying until the holidays. (I said that when I returned from Albany last week, forgetting about this mini-trip.)
We're staying in a great hotel right on Fisherman's Wharf. The weather is gorgeous, despite original projections of rain and clouds. We had an amazing late lunch yesterday on the water before we went on the Alcatraz cruize. We've both been wanting to visit since we drove through San Francisco during my Berkeley visiting weekend 4 1/2 years ago (jesus - time flies).
We're going to walk over to Ghirardelli Square, then probably wander along the Wharf. Have a nice dinner, then we fly back late tonight.
George sent the syllabus out yesterday - the quarter is officially starting. The class is Tuesdays and Thursdays, 10:30-11:50. Which is good, not too early. I won't know when my sections are until Monday. I'm desperately hoping one of the other two TAs is a morning person (most of the graduate student in my cohort are, so I'm shooting for probability here), because I may kill myself if I have to take the 8:30 section. Just saying. They're newbies still, and probably in classes, so maybe I'll convince them to take the earlier sections so that they have time in between that and seminar. Sections will be Wednesday and Friday. So, at least I'll have 3 day weekends.
I had really disturbing dreams last night. Luckily, I've lost most of it, but it had something to do with a serial killer making his way through my group of friends. I vaguely remember it being terrifying.
And I have a sore throat. If I'm getting sick . . . I may just have to cry.