Monday was the class-work-workout drill. Weehaw. I'm going to strangle my SOC300 students. It's not rocket science, folks.
Islamic Law, on the other hand, may actually be more complicated than rocket science.
We didn't go out on my birthday proper, but were going to go out on Saturday instead, after my test, to celebrate my test being done and my birthday. Except when I got out of my test I was completely toasted, and I'd failed to make reservations for dinner, so all they had was after 8pm. We often eat after 8 at home, but didn't want to be sitting down in a restuarant at that time. I have class until late tonight, so we decided to go out and do the belated birthday dinner last night. There's a local restuarant, The Irregardless Cafe, that will send you a certificate for a free bottle of house wine for your birthday or anniversary. So we went, and drank, and ate (a warm goat cheese salad and seafood chowder for me, caesar salad and black bean soup for him, very very good all around) and it was a very nice evening and treat (we've been going out for real sit-down food somewhere around once every four months, if that.)
Today, I'm tired (but not as tired as Monday, where I was falling asleep anywhere I sat still for more than 5 minutes). I have 2 seven-day books out from the library that are due back today and are nowhere near done. Whoops. However, the library is having "fine free Feburary" so I'm going to abuse that just a little. I should be able to have them done this weekend. I need to start this month's bookclub book, too. (And weirdly enough, the library's website just let me renew it, even though there's 17 requests on it. Weird. I'm not arguing, though.)
Before I do anything else, though, I need to go read many many pages of Indian epic for class tonight. Wheee.