Finals week is for suckas!

You know that feeling when you are still on campus during finals week, and there are students stuffed into every nook on campus where you can possible sit and hold a notebook, desperately cramming for finals- and you aren't? You feel kind of liberated, slightly superior, maybe even a bit righteous. "This too shall pass, dears. Follow my example, and you'll pull through." Can you imagine how divine this feeling is when you have finished your last final FOR LIFE??

I can't help it- I am looking at these students thinking, "Suckers. Heh, taking classes." And yes, I have only been finished with my last final for barely a week now, but TRUST me, it is easy to transition in to the expansive feeling of being so profoundly over-educated that classes can no longer hurt me. What a relief.

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Tonight is the last week of Hanukkah, and I'd hate for it to pass without some comment. This year, we managed to slightly celebrate- we had a Hamukkah Party with some friends (this is a country ham and latke party), we had jelly donuts at out Secret Santa party, and we've been counting the 8 holy nights on the menorah's of our neighbors cars. Yes, the menorah-mobiles are back! We (again) missed the parade, but haven't missed the chance to indulge in the traditional fried foods of the season. (The oil lasted 8 nights, so the foods celebrate oil...) Growing up where Xmas always has a token star of david, or blue set of ribbons, but no one to actually claim them, it is pretty novel to be living somewhere that the red and green is more of a minority. Our neighborhood has the lamest Christmas Lights in the city- but no one else has a parade. A worthy trade, since we still get to go home and Christmas it up with the folks. We leave this weekend- Hooray!