Well, last philosophy essay is over with. I just wrote an essay on an ethical problem involving logging in British Columbia. Not the best essay I've ever written (not even the best phil one) but I'm fairly happy with it.

Tomorrow I pass in that essay during an optional (and I'm guessing rather short) Environmental Ethics class and then it's off to Creative Writing to pass in my portfolio and read one of my pieces (oh boy! (note the sarcasm)) to the class. I haven't decided what one I'm going to do for sure yet but I'm thinking my formal poem would probably be best. The majorily revised version of my zombie story is my favorite piece of the term but with everyone reading we really don't have time to do longer pieces.

And that class (barring some sort of failure on my part) will mark the end of my under-grad classes. Even though I'm typing that it's VERY hard to believe. Tomorrow feels like it's going to be like any other day of class. I guess I'll wrap my head around this graduating thing someday but that day is obviously not today.

Defunct Word of the Day: hugge

It's a verb meaning "To shudder, shrink, or shake with fear or with cold"