So I’m here in the main library at the University of Edinburgh, where the main sport seems to be hurling books around and yelling.  The computers are free and internet access is fast, though, so that’s nice, and I imagine I’ll be here a lot odoing work.

Oh yeah, work.  First day of classes just ended and it’s going to be intense.  There was a lecture this morning by an English professor who explained something about the differences between modernity, modernism, postmodernism, and “postmodernism”.  No, I’m not kidding.  It was the first lecture I’d been to in a really long time (I didn’t even have very many as an undergrad) so it was a struggle to sit still and quietly for an hour listening to someone read from a paper he’d written.  It was interesting though, as far as I understood it.  The writing part, though, is going to be fun.  My class doesn’t have as many undergrads as I thought–in fact, there are only two of them, plus three high school English teachers (including me) and two people who’ve quit their real jobs to write novels.  Good mix and everyone’s really cool.

I’m going to eat some lunch now, assuming I can find the place, so that’s all. 

Peace.