Good grief. Graduate school is HARD!

I’m laughing at myself a lot these days. Auditing three classes is too many, but I don’t have any regrets. Now, if I’d actually signed up for three classes for real, that would have been a crashing disaster. I can barely keep up with one, let along three. But I love it.

We’ve been reading John Dewey and Paolo Freire and all kinds of wonderful stuff. I have no idea how in the world I’ll ever get a paper written, but I am dead set on keeping up. I would write more about it here but obviously I ought to be putting my writing time in elsewhere. ;)