Suboptimist

This weekend is going to suck.

First things first, WTF?

Unfortunately, that’s as specific as I can be on this forum without being brought up on Masonic charges.

I’ve been way the hell too busy to write in my blog since school started. Such is the life of a grad student. I figured I’d give you all an update on how my classes are going so far. There is no way to justify not going to class this semester. First, I only have three; one each day, Monday through Thursday. Second, all of my professors know me by name. Third, there are only four people in my Wednesday seminar. So yeah, I can’t sluff, notwithstanding the graduate student paradox: we’re held to a higher standard in class while simultaneously expected to research. Meh.

So, Syntax III, the last syntax class I will ever have to take at the University of Utah. Unfortunately, that offers no consolation. I still dread every Monday as a result of this class. It’s three hours long, one day a week. Usually by the end of second hour I’ve lost all will to live. When you’ve lost your will to live, time moves very slowly.

Child Language Acquisition, a normal-length class taught two days a week has the distinguished honor of being the only one-and-a-half-hour class to pass slower than my three-hour syntax class. I honestly stopped caring how the little bastards acquire language. That’s not true. The class is actually very interesting…it just…it’s just not fun.

Seminar in Arabic Linguistics is my most interesting class. The topic is diglossia. My variationist tendencies give me ample opportunity to be critical. At some point, once I hammer out the details, I’ll detail my research for this class.