First Fall Night

The temperature has dropped down to 60 tonight, so I got to curl up in fleece pants and the hooded LaVida sweatshirt that Alison gave me. It's strange, but it feels so good to be cold.

Today was our first committee meeting for the URC and it went pretty well. Gina's convinced that it wasn't that great, but we got through the whole agenda and ended on time. She said that she felt bad that I didn't have a chance to really say anything, but I told her that I had nothing to say really, I was just there to listen, so she settled for taking me out for happy hour to make up for it.

Happy hour turned into hours. We met up at Pub 500 with the English department faculty, and this guy Brandon from the philosophy department. (Gina told me later that she purposely sat between me and Brandon because he's a flirt and she wanted him to keep his hands to himself. She's so cute.) So we sat and chatted with the English faculty about the responsibilities to the truth that fiction writers should assume when they tell stories.

Then Gina, being the good art prof that she is, needed to go to an art opening, so we left the pub and hopped over to the venue. She walked me around and introduced me to all the faculty, and for some reason that neither of us really understood, 4 of the 6 deans decided to come to this event, as did the vice president. I know for Gordon that's not such a big deal, because everyone knows the deans, and the facutly is pretty small. But here, there are 6 colleges at the university and they have this big wig deans that everyone gapes at when they walk in. So the fact that I met the dean of the Education department tonight.... kind of a big deal, or something. I still don't totally understand these big universities, but I'm learning. I can't tell if Gina lets me tag along because she feels bad because I'm new in town or if she genuinely appreciates my company, but I'm not going to put too much thought into it just yet.

And two random side notes: I'm now a WEA instructor and I've been listening to Nizlopi non-stop for 48 hours. You need this music in your life. Seriously.