Written on a wall in Park Hall today: "YOU ARE STILL RESPONCIBLE FOR YOUR PERSONAL INTEGRITY."

An awesome turn of events today. At the moment I'm trying to decide between the short story and novel writing classes offered during Maymester, so I talked to the professor of the short story writing class, Mary Hood. Not only did I have a great time talking about writing with her, but she also let me sit in on the short story writing class she's teaching this semester. Just being in that kind of setting with students reading and critiquing each other's work was a dream come true, even if I didn't get to participate myself (it was damn hard to keep respectfully quiet). Before talking to her I was sort of leaning towards the novel writing class, but now I'm not so sure. I'm talking to the professor of the novel writing class tomorrow, though, which will help me to make a decision and put in my application (10-page writing sample! eek!). I also got advised and sketched out a general outline for next semester; hard to believe it's been an entire year since I've had a "normal" semester of classes.

After work I hung out with Matt for the evening. We watched Samurai Jack, which we've both really gotten into lately, and he helped me shave my head and trim my goatee (1, 2). He also mentioned today that he read through my blog, adding: "It's obvious you're a good writer. But you're also insane." (For the record, I prefer to think that I am barreling fanatically down the path to literary genius.)

This time next week, I'll be on my way to Paris!