All right, update.
I am currently:
** skipping English class and work thanks to the Killer Cold, which told me in no uncertain terms during my Geology Lab that we did *not* belong on a campus full of people. I have that just lovely head-so-stuffed-up-I’m-a-bit-floaty feeling going on, but I had to leave each of my three classes this morning to attend to the drippy nose problem. Therefore, I am home.
** enjoying a Tour De France from Juice Stop. Mmm. I think it’s Apple, Banana, Blueberry, Sherbet and non-fat Frozen Yogurt. Possibly there’s raspberry involved. Possibly the blueberry is on my shirt. Damn.
** completely unable to answer the question of whether I liked U of Iowa or U of Illinois-Urbana-Champaign better. There were things I liked about both. I liked the tour at UIUC better, because it was led by a casually dressed 3rd year guy instead of the over-made-up 1st year who led us around at Iowa. Also, the guy said first thing that he didn’t believe in giving the admission spiel and instead just wanted to answer our questions as best he could, whereas the girl kept saying things like, “I don’t really know, but what they’ve told us is -” The campuses were both impressive. UIUC in particular seemed enormous, possibly because their campus plan seems to be this:
1). Build huge, impressive building.
2). Build nothing else on the same block with this building.
3). Move to next block. Build huge, impressive building.
and so on. the assembly hall looked like a UFO preparing for takeoff. The U of I hospital was monstrous – this is, incidentally, the hospital that my grandmother was flown to in the late 80s to have her eye treated, so my dad has interesting memories of U of I. He was impressed by their eye ward.
I did tour the University of Missouri-Columbia campus and law school with my aunt. I’m made more and more aware of the fact that I never looked at KU as a stranger to the campus. I had been around this town too many times before I was a senior in high school to ever look at KU in surprise. It makes it hard to draw parallels between my first impressions of other schools. Whereas, with AU, my first impression was a pretty good sign of how I’d later feel, so I can’t use it as much of a measure, either. Hmmm.
** going to go huddle under a blanket with Good Omens. What shall I say for the book so far: The footnotes are fabulous.