Breaking even.

I made it through the entirety of last winter without getting sick and now I can't go ten seconds without blowing my nose. For once, I wish I didn't live in a part of the country with Puritan roots so that I wouldn't have to suffer for my happiness. I don't know if this is the result of allergies or ManBearPig flu but I expect that, at any moment now, I will expel a pine tree or ream of sand paper from my abused nasal passage.

In school news (which, I remind myself, was the original purpose of this blog), I went on Tuesday to my first Studio Physics class as a learning assistant and had to struggle for the first half hour to not raise my hand when Dr. Pohl asked a question. The students were nice and I didn't get in any fights so I think this will be a positive experience.

As far as my own learning goes, there is nothing to report beyond the fact that classes are going well. Jason and I are right back to our old geeky ways, too, which is excellent.

And I'll end it there in favor of returning to my school work lest future blogs be riddled with bad news.