Life is a Cabaret

I just had a 15-18 page paper made OPTIONAL.

WIN.

Doubly so because I technically have a draft of this paper due on Sunday and I've barely done any research, let alone done any writing.

It's not quite the best thing ever, because if I choose not to do this paper, it means that the other paper is worth 35% of my grade, and the final worth 30%. But that other paper is shorter, more interesting, and due in over a month, and I've gotten As on both the tests I've had in this class. My professor is actually giving us options--we can keep to the original grading, which involves two papers and a final that are weighed somewhat less heavily; we can write only the papers and not take a final; or we can write one paper and take the final. I test well, and I do not want to write this 15-18 page paper, so even if the grades are weighted more heavily, I'm so taking that third option.

Also, it's almost time to register for fall. I was looking up classes I want to take, and what jumped out at me was HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.

A study of the phonology, vocabulary, and grammar of the English language, tracing it from its Anglo-Saxon roots to its modern status as a world language. Language change is examined in the context of cultural change, and the course may investigate such contemporary concerns in linguistics as theories of grammar, dictionary usage, and bilingual education.

I AM SO TAKING THIS. SO TAKING THIS.

Watch me do the dance of GLEE and WIN. Okay, it's more of an awkward wiggle, since I'm sitting in bed with a computer in my lap, but still. GLEE and WIN.

Also, I am watching Bones. Or at least, I was until I stopped to write this entry, and now I'm going back to that.