News

Running out the door to meet with partner for my last piece, so this will be short.

I was making breakfast when my roommate asked me if I'd heard about the explosion. Reaction: "Who?" not "What happened?" Turns out an oil depot south of London exploded--no terrorists suspected. So, I'm okay, and the trains are still running, which means the powers that be feel secure that no group is responsible, which makes me feel okay. Still, kind of a scary way to wake up.

Also, got my review back on my first two pieces. A C for my site-specific and a B/B+ for my verbatim piece. (which I thought was the weaker of the two, but c'est la vie, I guess) John went out of his way to tell the American students that the grading is different here--a C average is just that, average, and a B or an A is good, but I'm still horribly depressed. What a crappy way to end the weekend.