The only thing we have to fear, is procrastination itself! (or something)Back in the day when I was a poli sci student at Queen's I wrote an essay on JFK's inaugural speech for my Political Communications class. Apparently, I didn't do a very good job, as I was awarded a lowly 67%.(Well, okay actually 62%, including the penalty for handing it in late.) And while I will still maintain that my professor was blinded to my brilliance by an arbitrary dislike for me (or the fact that my term paper's thesis expressed my disagreement with his entire Masters thesis), I still find the topic interesting, and so enjoyed this article from Slate. Perhaps you would too.
Perhaps I should do some actual work this morning.
Also, two notes for current university students:
1) Just because your professor teaches his class with his newborn baby in a Snugly, does not mean that your professor is snugly himself.
2) Being brave enough to disagree with years of your professor's works will not earn you his respect.
P.S. From The "OH YEAH and I Almost Forgot" Files: Last week, on January 13th 2005, the one-year birthday of this very weblogcame and went without being noticed, even by me. So, Happy Birthday Blog!