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Well, it all starts again this Friday.  I'm looking forward to it, but I must admit, it's a little strange.  No computer courses!  I have to fill in some requirements, and they all turn out to be decidedly non-technical in nature.  Sure, it's a liberal arts college, but I figured on more geekiness than not.  I feel it rounds me out intellectually.  Since I geek for a living, it's good to be exposed to cultural pursuits and other such finishing touches to my palette of knowledge.  I'd never get that kind of exposure in the workplace, that's for sure.  And I found out by sheer accident that Mar absolutely loves Shakespeare!  So it's had what they call a positive trickle-down effect.  I thought I might have been a little reluctant to go back to school, since I've been off for the summer, but I'm actually looking forward to classes.  I'm fairly close to being done; this makes me eager to get it finished.  Although, once it's over, I'll miss the environment at The Women's College.  If I do my Masters at DU, it won't get to be in an all-female environment...  and while I have no problem making my voice heard anywhere, it's just not the same when the boys are around.  Women edit themselves somehow when men are added to the equation.  But these concerns are way off in the hazy distant future.  Right now I'm just concerned with ensuring my new laptop recognizes its networking settings when I take it on the road for the first time.  Oh yeah, and all our classes have been moved to Sturm Hall, which sucks like a 1980's era trophy wife.  It bakes in the summer, freezes in the winter, and has cramped uncomfortable seating all year 'round. The airlines are more generous with seat width than the wingnut who saw fit to furnish Sturm Hall.  Electrical outlets? One per student seating area, whether you need 'em or not. Drag the stuffed chairs or benches in the halls to a slightly better position so you can have a conversation with your fellow students?  Nope - they're bolted firmly to the floor. Internet access?  Sure, some rooms have it, but it isn't always working.  And come to think of it, I've missed the support Nazi who roams the halls, poking his head into classrooms in the middle of a lecture in order to chew out women twice his age who have committed the unpardonable sin of drinking water from a sports bottle.  Well, this year I've gone those little killjoys one better.  I bought a nylon rip-stop portable folding chair and table, the kind that comes in its own nylon bag with a shoulder strap.  Now I'll have a comfortable place to sit, despite their best efforts otherwise.  HA!