Day One of the Stretch and Sculpt adventure; I was originally afraid that sleep deprivation and morning-grogginess would get the better of me and I'd spend the class bumping into people, but the exercise did, as promised, wake me up a little. Happily I canceled out the whole ordeal with a bagel (my decided Tuesday Treat) and, now that it's time for me to pack up for class, I'm about ready to go back to bed.
Summer is ending in the muggiest of manners up here; it feels like we're swimming to school with the humidity. At this point, I'm almost hoping that it'll be disgusting through Wednesday, just so that the first day of autumn will seem like that much more of a relief.
I'm slowly getting the hang of my philosophy-heavy classes, I think, though there's plenty of opportunity for that to change. I'm not sure why I didn't think more about the course descriptions when I signed up for them. I guess it's all in the name of rounding out my education.