Classes resume tomorrow. I'm already starting on my homework.

Annoyingly, when printing my schedule out this evening, I discovered that I'd scheduled two classes back-to-back (i.e. ten minute break) that are located distantly enough to warrent a twenty-minute travel time. I am thus fiddling my schedule the night before class starts. This is not as prepared as I'd like to be. I had to drop a Greek History class in favor of Early American History; both are interesting subjects, but I know more about the Americans than I do the Greeks. I was also forced to drop Chorus as it conflicts with the new class. That annoys me, as I enjoy having a musical outlet. Woe is me. I could rejoin my church choir, except that their rehersal time conflicts with class as well. I guess I'll just sing in the shower.

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My flatmate has just returned from his vacation home. This is unfortunate, as with him gone I'd managed to keep the apartment clean. Not neat, but clean. It was nice having a kitchen that didn't attract vermin…

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My grades are finally in. One is listed as a "J" which I had to look up: it means "Invalid Grade Submitted". That professor is taking a sabbatical to India for the upcoming semester, so I'd better get on his case post-haste.

I also filed a little form called "Request for Degree Conferral". I'm so excited, I did a little happy dance around my room. There is now enough space in my room to do said happy dance, as I finally got around to cleaning up all the notes and books I had strewn about during my writing of term papers.

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I had been planning on going shopping today. The falling snow (two feet and still coming) is telling me "Why don't you check the pantry, you can figure something out."

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It's been quite wintery here in Buffalo recently, with lots of snow and lots of wind to rearrange said snow. Today was the first somewhat nice day in quite a while; it got all the way up to 25°F or so, with bright sunshine.

While I was eating lunch, my flatmate called me over to the window with great excitement, as he had seen two deer in our backyard. Now, he gets excited every time he sees a deer, as he grew up in a rather urban environment, plus he is normally kind of oblivious. For once I was actually interested, as deer sightings at high noon have been rare in my experience too. They were taking advantage of the break in the weather to get some fresh greens themselves, I'm sure.

In less cheerful news, I must report a death in the family. Amy has passed away. Amy was a faithful friend, received as a Christmas gift ten or twelve years ago. Amy always claimed to be an Amaryllis, but I knew better: she was a Hippeastrum. Still, friends don't stay friends by getting into arguments about stupid things like that.

Over the summer, Amy got a serious fungal infection, that spread to her bulb. Time of death could not be established. Amy's corporal remains were commended to the wilderness early this afternoon. I'll miss her. I'll also reuse her pot. No sense in being wasteful.

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One of my new friends here in Buffalo, a fellow non-traditional student, invited me to a Winter Solstice party. It seemed like an excellent time to have a gathering; it served as a holiday celebration, the solstice fell on a weekend this year, and it was just enough before Christmas that many people were still in town.

I brought lots of food, as I like the excuse. The angel-food cake and blueberry whipped cream was the most popular, as usual. I made ice cream on their front porch, which was not all that successful. Over Thanksgiving, I made a quart of mix which didn't even fill the ice cream maker's cannister to half-way. This time I made three pints of the same recipe. Upon freezing, the machine overfilled dramatically, and the ice cream didn't set right. I guess the different temperatures involved caused more air to whip in, expanding the volume. Ah well. I took it home, let it melt in my fridge, and it's delicious in smaller batches.

The party was at my friend's house downtown. Very downtown. They are in walking distance of the Buffalo City Hall, which is beautifully lit up this time of year, and visible from their front porch. The neighborhood was condemned by HUD in the early 1980s, all the old buildings torn down, and new housing (including theirs) built. They have empty lots to either side, though, as much of the cleared land didn't sell. They say it's a nice place though, with friendly neighbors.

The guests were a mix of fellow university students, the hosts' relatives, their coworkers and ex-coworkers. I had a good chat with a guy that's got seven months left before he gets out of the Navy. He's an nuke ET1, that is, an electronics technician first class, who works on nuclear submarines. He's getting out mainly because he's got a 2½-year-old, who was also in attendance (until bedtime, at least.) We swapped stories about foreign ports etc. Being a submariner, he didn't have any good stories about joint operations with foreign troops, though.

There was gaming, of course. We had a bunch of rounds of Werewolves vs. Villagers, which is an excellent party game. There was also Spades, Settlers of Catan, all the usual suspects.

The plan was for the party to go all night, and toasts to be drunk at the dawning sun. I had driven my old friend Mary to the party, so she could drink. She had a final exam Monday at noon, so I took her home at about 2 AM to get some rest. After dropping her off at her apartment, I went to mine intending upon a nap. I set an alarm for 6 AM, to get up and get back to the party in time for dawn (at 7:41 AM). I'm not as young as I used to be: I hit the snooze bar and went back to sleep, missing the end of the party. Ah well, it was a good time anyway.

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I've often been told that I should apply myself.

Yesterday I submitted three applications to graduate programs in history. We shall see if I get admitted anywhere. I'm not an ideal candidate, and competition is very strong this year. The bad economy makes it harder to get into grad school for two reasons: people getting their bachelor's degrees have limited job prospects, and universities are suffering cuts in government funding, endowment earning, and alumni contributions.

But nothing ventured, nothing gained. It'll be several months until the admissions committees let me know. I can hardly wait!

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Let's get into the holiday spirit, with a little help from Jonathan Coulton!

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The concert went quite well, even with a rather small crowd. I'm in the non-audition choir, and we started the concert by sitting in the front couple of rows while the auditioned group sang. They did four very long pieces, singing quite well. They finished and left the stage, which was when the house manager got confused. My chorus was mounting the risers and ready to go, but the manager thought there was going to be an intermission, so he killed the stage lights and brought up the house lights. This caused some confusion in the audience.

After an ackward pause, the lights went back to performance level, and we did our thing. Four songs, much shorter ones than the first choir's selections. But we did ours from memory, while they had the music. Also, two of our four were a capella, while they were accompanied throughout. Being a select group, they were of course better, but I think we at least gave a good showing. Especially our third song, "Set Me as a Seal" which was so perfect I got chills.

Having finished the concert, I bundled back up and suffered on the walk back to my car. My black leather shoes looked snappy with my suit, but they are not good footwear to wear in ankle-deep snow. The windchill was sub-zero, too. The drive from campus to home is short enough that the car's heater doesn't kick in until I am pulling into my apartment's parking lot. That's Murphy's Law in action.

So, concert complete. That counts as a final exam in my book! I just finished writing some German translations. For tomorrow, I need to write a short essay on Korean history: compare and contrast ROK and DPRK from 1948-1979. That'll be easy. For Monday, I must write two short essays for the take-home final for Victorian history. Tuesday, grad school applications are due. Thursday, Korean history final exam. Friday: German final. Then I'm free. I've still not bought tickets to anywhere, and I suspect they are getting expensive. We shall see if I manage to travel anywhere interesting.

PS I need to go Christmas shopping. I don't have time. Expect a lot of Amazon boxes, people. If January 6th was good enough for the Magi, it's surely good enough for you and me.

PPS I also have not written my holiday letter. I even bought some fancy paper on clearance last January. Same deal with the Magi delivery schedule.

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