When I look through my windows (clerestory style) from
my bed below them I can only see sky. This morning it
was bright whitish-grey. I told Dodd I always assumed
Grey had an "e" in it, but I don't know the general
consensus on that.
I've officially had one of every class. They are as follows:
1. Thermal Fluids I, a stereotypically difficult, boring, and
depressing class combining what in other majors is three
classes, Thermodynamics, Fluid Mechanics, and Heat
2. Design and Manufacturing II, and awesome class taught
by my favorite professor, in which we learn about manu-
facturing and get to make yoyos, and tour the Solo cup factory.
3. Experiencing Architecture Studio, hands on, half Wellesley
girls, and the teacher has a lisp.
4. Art Since 1940, Modern art history taught by Caroline
Jones, who can cram a paragraph of information into every
sentence if you can only catch her references.
5. Computational Design I: Theory and Practice, I am the only
student out of 21 who is not an architecture major, and I am
one of two undergraduates. Looks to be interesting, if intimidating.
6. Paul Farmer and the Politics of Global Healthcare, taught
by puppeteer John Bell and Cracked member Mia Shandell,
this class teaches us about the work of Paul Farmer and about
different puppet performance techniques in order to plan a
Dramashop performance on Paul Farmer in the Spring.
1. painting the 3rd HNC lounge
2. planning the Cracked show
3. printing new tshirts
4. applying to craft fairs