Oberlin Blogs

My girlfriend called to see if I was doing better, and I forgave her for her bodily functions.

After much dithering, I settled on a course on Romantic literature. By the end of the semester, I'd learned a about the general political and social climate of the time, become acquainted with quirky intellectuals, read the works of the man my brother is named after, developed sympathy for Felicia Hemans, rolled my eyes at Byron and Shelley, and fallen a little bit in love with Keats.

We're almost out of water and electricity.

First choice plain, second choice honey nut.

Why metacoverage makes The Daily Show an exceptional source of news. Also, student-made campaign ads!

What need I with pants?

Have you ever noticed that only thing people ask you for the first two weeks of the semester is what classes you're taking?

Some thoughts on teaching intensive ancient Greek.

My friend Connor went home for a few days and invited me along. The result was five days of pleasant exploring, astonishing pictures of ice, and an intensive course in set-building.

...I wanna write you a (winter term) blog post. That's how the song goes, right?

You know the feeling when something that has existed only in your imagination suddenly starts to take shape in reality? Well, that's exactly what the past week has been like.

Surviving my first add/drop period.