Hanging out at the Hamilton Library today--since the insurance money hadn't arrived, I decided to bag the whole thing and come here to blog and satisfy my idle curiosity with unlimited internet access. Then towards two-thirty, one of my meanest blogs accomplished and my curious thirst (first impulse of an active "controlling" self, according to Baumeister) pretty much slaked for the time being, I thought what-the-hell I'll see if Mme. Jose'-Fassiotto (head of the French department) might be in, and could tell me what I'm supposed to be doing next Monday when classes start. Damned efficient woman (funny and nice, about my age)--within five minutes I was signed up for two classes in grammar and stylistics, and was in a Teaching Assistant program, set to be teaching (I think) three mornings a week, for an additional $13,000.00 a year. Jesus.