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Jan. 9th, 2006
what I am up to
Jan. 9th, 2006 09:05 pmMy task these days is to study for the preliminary exam (NB! there is nothing "preliminary" about it), which is one week from tomorrow. I think there are about six of us taking it, including: me, Kris (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vyncentvega), Aimee (lert), Matt (lowgee), and two others I don't know. It is a pretty big exam, covering five subjects over nine hours. We have two opportunities to pass this exam; this will be my first try at it.
Despite the looming pressure of a big exam, I have been enjoying the relative freedom of the break from classes, and, in particular, have rediscovered the public library. Right now I am reading (at last!) John Krakauer's Into the Wild and Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle. (Though those two books have been borrowed not from the library but from Bree and her sister.)
The weather in Rochester is rather strange. In the dying days of autumn the river froze. Then it snowed and snowed and the frozen river was a wide snow field. But now all the snow has melted and a sloppy wet rain-snow drizzles down. Before coming here they told me that it snowed a hundred inches a year. They hastened to add, "but not all at once!" Still, I didn't expect a wet winter.
vyncentvega), Aimee (lert), Matt (lowgee), and two others I don't know. It is a pretty big exam, covering five subjects over nine hours. We have two opportunities to pass this exam; this will be my first try at it.Despite the looming pressure of a big exam, I have been enjoying the relative freedom of the break from classes, and, in particular, have rediscovered the public library. Right now I am reading (at last!) John Krakauer's Into the Wild and Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle. (Though those two books have been borrowed not from the library but from Bree and her sister.)
The weather in Rochester is rather strange. In the dying days of autumn the river froze. Then it snowed and snowed and the frozen river was a wide snow field. But now all the snow has melted and a sloppy wet rain-snow drizzles down. Before coming here they told me that it snowed a hundred inches a year. They hastened to add, "but not all at once!" Still, I didn't expect a wet winter.